Free To Love Freely
Hold my hand
Walk with me
There's no place else I'd rather be
Then alone with you
Strolling through
Lush gardens
Green grasses
My bluebird here surpasses
Every other bluebird in the chapel or in time
I love her
Thoughts of her
From dawn to dusk recover
And settle deep inside the secret chambers of my mind
Oh how my love for you does grow
And may it be someday to know
That love which I did write about
Is now set free to be let out
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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