To Fly Again On Angel Wings Poem by David Harris
To Fly Again On Angel Wings
I hear violins playing
loves old sweet refrain.
I hear you calling out my name.
Life seems to be flown on angel wings
especially when old love calls for a fling.
The music in the background
remonstrates loves rhapsody,
and we are captured
to fly again on angel wings.
30 April 2008
Loves old refrain, sweet yet is this game, my flame still blazes brightly all the same, though I be one hundred the passion for you no one can tame... Andy 10
old love calls for a fling an invitation for a sting but then it just might sing new songs flown on angels wings liked this a lot more than just a thing
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5/5/2024 11:14:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
All seems right with the world when your in love...but you need two for that....It's the sharing that makes you fly