Nothing belongs

Wind, wind, hair that flies, eyes that close, soul that smiles.
Bring some love into this hollow case i call body, or else, I
just won't know I am alive.

How can I smile if i'm not certain? The blood that warms these
veins is not really mine, for it is yours. Everything is yours.
Nothing belongs to these eyes; sweet mirrors of heaven. Not even
the image of you is mine. Only the sound of your laughter would
belong to me, if it were my words the ones which brought it to
your lips.