Real Life Angel #6 :
Written for Martina
And so the final note draws near
It's the end of this song soon I fear
Am I weird to find life
That much more boring
When we're no longer playing the song live
My heart passes a beat along
Slowly trouncing through the corridor
And it makes me wonder
It makes me question
I'm not myself tonight
My head is floating flying between the clouds
And it throws down ideas I can't fight
Down to my mind that finds itself wake at night
Wondering if you'd sing with me again, in the morning light
Thinking of a whole lot more
That my heart with the eagles soar
The last note of the song be played
Making perfection leave the world wait
She turns her back tall on her feet
With a gallant hop she takes off
Some might wonder
If it's a crazy little thing
Called .....
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Real Life Angel
PoetryThis is poetry written for Martina (not gonna add the last name for privacy reasons ofc) about Martina and involving her just the same, All poems are related tho 1,2,8,13,20 are very descriptive and not wholly tied to the story that runs through the...
