Loves Dying Cry - the Winds of War
You stole my heart and lit a fire
You drown my soul with some ease of power
Though fighting them now night and day
The thought of you makes my heart ache
Spitfire now calls my name in the winds of war
As we leave the ground I know we'll be no more
As the dogfight spins and dives blood and rain spray the air
I hear hell scream and roar through tears of pain and despair
I see the ground come at me as the plane whines and cries
I think only of you as my heart dies.
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2017
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