Fly, fly, fly like a bird after being tired you plan to fly through the air on a flying carpet on a table holding hands across the clouds flying low over the sea over the tops of pine trees and willows dodging flying mountains flying you want no more ties that our two hands flying, how many times I dreamed of flying capering in the air playing with the wind and clouds appearing and disappearing touching the windows of airplanes fly, fly you and give us a kiss in the air does not is more than a dream you want to fly to rest in a cloud of illusions rescue baring your thoughts good and throw the bad vacuum fly, beautiful dream is to fly in and want to sink into your arms with the charm of your kisses and caresses fly joy in making music in the air to forget the pains that have plagued our souls want you keep flying across space and time until we give more
Posted on: Tue, 11 Mar 2014 18:07:05 +0000
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