Sweet sounding song of the French flute
For you I have a long lasting lust
For you;
to Sing a song to sooth my soul
To Bring back life unto these bones
To Hear the hymns hidden behind my hurting heart
To Make merry of those memories from last May
To take me back to our time under those tall trees
And pin me back on her pink pastry lips...
Soft sounding song,
To Remind me of the tones we sang
Not to Drag me from this dream I dream
To Take me to the river we swum
BUT
Soothing sound of the flute
Remind me not of the days I cried
not of the ways I tried
Of the lies we lied
Remind me not of this grain that dried
Not of this Love that died.
Superb. Well said and concluded. There is no missing spark, clean and open.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An heart felt poem.. Well penned