i wish i had wings,
up the skies to fly,
dance with the wind,
in love shed by a warm sun,
a night to silently watch the stars,
sitted on that crescent moon,
in thoughts made on golden pavements,
a gates of silver slowly opening,
i wish i had a lady to call mine,
someone to carry a rose to,
that audience a guitar would listen to,
sitted at that beach bench,
wathcing the tidal waves,
and that breeze hit,
coolness,
a tangarine sky watched,
before the heavens a darkness invades,
a lady that would make me shed a tear,
bring me crumbling to my knees,
stare into her eyes and next be lips locked,
i wish i knew love,
make a heart warm
perfect the art of makeup,
play fight in sad times,
end the hour in laughter,
i wish she was mine,
in that kitchen feel her tenderness,
a hot pot made,
cool the boiling blood,
a romping in slow motion,
beads of sweat let,
soft voices whispering under wool and linen,
and we would take to the streets,
hands locked,
wishes,
©2011
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