Thursday, 14 February 2013


You brought me magic
The piano playing high notes
You make me part with logic
My mind swirls and floats

You make me wonder
You make me explore
Are you here to plunder
How far can I go

You make my days simple
Common to a spectator
Filled with inner beauty
That makes my joy even greater

As I go further a violin starts to play
As my heart gets warmer by a day
You turn my wishes to clay
Easy to shape in your hands

I would like to hold my ground
A man can't allow himself to fly
His joy would agitate a hound
Or catch some beast's eye

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