When she calls my name,
I feel free like wild game, Natural unshackled and untamed,
Tranquil in my claim, Free to soar as an eagle,
Under the passion of love's flame.
When she smiles at me,
My heart flutters like a butterfly, Perched on the nectar of her love,
On a day so warm and dry, Resting and swaying in peace and joy,
Coz I no longer have to fly.
When she holds my hand,
Courage wells in my heart, For she is my inspiration,
Driving my each and every part, To strive for distinction,
Even when we are miles apart.
© Patolyer 2012
I feel free like wild game, Natural unshackled and untamed,
Tranquil in my claim, Free to soar as an eagle,
Under the passion of love's flame.
When she smiles at me,
My heart flutters like a butterfly, Perched on the nectar of her love,
On a day so warm and dry, Resting and swaying in peace and joy,
Coz I no longer have to fly.
When she holds my hand,
Courage wells in my heart, For she is my inspiration,
Driving my each and every part, To strive for distinction,
Even when we are miles apart.
© Patolyer 2012
Ur nearly thea..push a little the moo
ReplyDeleteThanks.I appreciate the encouragement.
Deletekeep at it and soon 'nuf ....
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Deletethats a nice 1 buddy
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