Songs falling from mouths of a trio, beating sounds of the drums taking this heart on the war path, never holding onto melodies too tightly.
Not wanting to run amuck with anything but a love that can build and be given forever in this world, letting mind go, wondering if it will ever come back around.
Silent and hoping music will never be stopped, watching as the beauty of an entire lifetime may be taken for more than just being given away in twilight motions of neverland as it tries to move backwards.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem