“...Blow my love to me.”
“Blow, blow, ye western wind . . . Christ, that my love were in my arms and I in my bed again. That my love Catherine. That my sweet love Catherine down might rain. Blow her again to me.”
“Love's lungs are blowing teargas at me”
“Because the world is round it turns me onBecause the wind is high it blows my mindLove is old, love is newLove is all, love is youBecause the sky is blue, it makes me cry”
“Wind is blowing past me and I open my eyes to look at the bridge above me. But I see only Harlin. And as I fall, he mouths, I love you.”
“My art unkind, my energy all gone blind;The limbs uneven, the face shallower,Because those who I see are not seen,Those who see me are rude indeed. So blow, blow dear winter, just blow along me!”