Low Orbit Violin Effect Poem by Henrik Somogyi

Slowly rises the Sun:
Weird days that hurt!
Escaped from the fun:
The silence hit the bird.

As sitting pale on bed,
My palms bury my face.
Hollow blows my head,
And tears draw a trace.

I want to watch your eyes,
and softly touch your hand,
I wish I were so wise
To have love as a friend.

Driving to work the car
Thru the jungle town,
My mind is flying far
And my heart is fully down.

I envision your face,
with your transcend smile
But you are such a maze,
That I get lost awhile.

The deep longing for you
Is welded to my mind,
And there is only few
Free thoughts I can find.

The love I'll live forever
Is reborn every day,
As rainbow kisses the weather
With you my soul will stay.

Violin flies above
Alone in the sky.
Lagging behind the love,
In marble pain I die.