Oh, listen to the songs of my new heart.
I write all my life stories with a pen
For if my sad life would have to restart,
I would do it all to see you again.
I float down to my world with you once more.
My parasol floats through the air with ease,
And finally, my feet will touch the floor.
The clouds below give me a gentle breeze.
If fate shall lead your heart from loving grasp,
Never give her satisfaction, my love.
When I see you again, your hands I’ll clasp
So you won’t be taken to skies above.
If I must die for your love then I will,
For any person you want, I shall kill.
Copyright © Willow Tree | Year Posted 2019
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