Wednesday, 4 June 2014

Stolen Moments

It is to you my heart goes when it flies
It wants to be there by your side
Like a lark in spring I throw open my wings
On the melody of your love my soul will sing
But on these borrowed wings too high I fly
Like Icarus, I dare to touch your sun in my sky
Because your light so brilliantly burns
To bask in it is what my soul yearns
And when night falls your light will dim
And the wise winds tell me I can never win
Even though I dream you still sleep by her side
And to him I'll turn my back to stifle my cries
Copyright (c) 2014 SArthur
04-06-2014 Stolen Moments