Maybe if I was the most gentle song
I'd flow upon the breeze
forever in your heart
I wish I was the pastoral fields ready to fade far beyond this town To be as colourful as the flowers that deserve more adoration than I Maybe if I was the most gentle song I'd flow upon the breeze forever in your heart
I'll be happy enough to wander upon the fields where horses roam I'll always be here waiting just in case you want to find a new town and make a new start where the sun calls home
I wish I was a lone tree wearing a crown of frozen leaves Or a single raindrop hanging from a leaf ready to find where rainbows are born Maybe if I was in your arms I'd need not the wonders of Nature I'll be forever in your heart
Am I more than the undesirable season of Winter? Am I the wings of a dragonfly flapping softly? I'll remain in the embrace of this emerald palace hoping you'll wander by with your eyes sparkling with promise
This poem had me in tears. Especially since it's the last one you shared with me since we've last spoken. Beautiful, Elliot. You never fail to impress. Thank you.
Within the yearning, you have managed to paint a rainbow in the sky and create the most
euphoric escape..."Forever" is a beautiful place to be...a promise land to live for...