Fly
April 26th, 2008 | Posted by Thaleia | Category: Just me, poetry
My voice trembles
when you whisper
sounds so tenderly
The blood in my vains
swirls and dances
when I feel you’re near
I swing, I feel, I sing
and I’m begging you to begin
this sensual dance
of you and me
And in a glance
I sense, I see
A rainbow
high up in the sky
You set me free
you make me fly