![]() ~ Free FlightA Poem by![]() ~ A Hungarian poetic story of love, the love she felt for her love, and free love... at where he is, or might be ~![]() ~ Free Flight
The view from my front
porch Inspires me to play
again The freedom in my
blood Flows through my veins
The sky is more blue
than ever And the birds fly
free above The flow of the stream
is Hurtling me
inspiration
The days where we
danced Are unfortunately no
longer, But nothing is keeping
me In order for you to
play
My song to you, humming; To touch your sensitive
strings My heart for you to feel I will always love and shall
recall
And you do dream on
days Like this, where
nothing hold me back Where I am free and
fly In the thoughts I give
you my
Love song, and
explanation On your soul where You will see me again
encounter If our paths will cross
again
And I find my way, as
you yours Days are with us, no
sorrow We celebrate life, We sing and make music
In and after death, I
will play for you My musical thoughts flow
with you Your soul will be
resurrected In the light of the
band that we have
Just fly, Fly my angel…
~ Elisa Laura © 2013Author's Note
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