A woman in a long skirt
A woman in a long skirt
Elisabeth Line, sitting on the train, in the station the door is opening
A young lady steps into the carriage and sits down next to me; hmm
And sits down on the seat next to me. Hmm, my hair is grey, I am old
She is the woman in a long skirt, yeah, oh a real beauty; a great life
She can not be a part of my life. Or the part of my life. So young kind
A slender flower, a perfect noble thin kind, honest, and a virgin of Life
The beautiful phenomenon of the best creatures of life’s of God. The Life!
The Life! God is the Winner of His best of Him creature of life. Oh, God!
Skirt flutters in the world, she is walking in the forest in my mind. Love?
No. Love does not exist in my life. Existing love in life? Let’s be kind.
Be kind. I wish this lady a good and so happy life, a kind life like of life
Hmm. The question is the time. Time takes us far. See you next life.
Love
You
from
Heart
Great
Meeting
with
You
Us
Copyright © Vilmos Zoltan Galyo | Year Posted 2024
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