Penning thoughts across the sky

A Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader..........Not the fact that it is raining but the feeling of being
rained upon

Saturday, 5 March 2011

Flying High

In the summer on the beach
there you lie out of my reach
shyness fear clutch me tight
but my heart just wanna fight
I beilieve that you can listen to my heart
that you don't want us far apart
that you too froze
when we come close
that your heart beats high
I believe that you can see right through my eye
that you love me but you're shy
I wanna fly, I wanna fly
Iwanna fly, let me fly
the way you look at me and pass by
I wanna fly

I'm in heaven don't break my dream
cool air brushes my skin
your electric touch, bizzare hair
your dark black eyes and colour fair
I believe that only you can read my face
where to hide my blush I have no place
oh! baby that look on your face
give me butterflies
I believe that you can sense my every sigh
that it hurts you when I cry
I wanna fly, I wanna fly
let me fly, I wanna fly
the way you look at me and pass by
I wanna fly
Fly
Fly high
to touch the sky

1 comment:

  1. an electrifying start Mr. Mozart!! :)

    its difficult to tell which lines i liked most...its a pleasure to read your work.

    looking forward to more such posts...best of luck!

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