Poema - "The Girl With Wings"

Mais um poema inspirado na criação de Anndr, o artista gráfico que ilustra meu pensamento.

She was like an angel

Fallen from heaven

She had wide wings

He could stare forever

And she knew how to take

Control of his poor heart

He saw her walking

Wanted her from the start

And now he is in love

With the girl of his dreams

He asked from above

A lady with wings

So they could fly away

So they could find a way

So they would hide away

And it would be like music

He would teach her how to dance

She would find it amusing

They would live in a trance

And he tried to write a song

Since the first time he saw her

Wondered where she belonged

He simply wanted to own her

He leaned on the window

To see her walk down the street

He took his guitar, sighed “Oh”

And pulled a song from the strings

“Please, please, beauty queen

Just try and look at me, dear

You're the angel of my dreams

Carry me in your wings...”

She stopped and heard his voice

She saw the dreamer staring at her

She finally smiled, had no choice

She seemed to like what she heard

But then a look was exchanged

And she blew him a kiss

And right after he received it

She quickly spread her wings

And never again he knew of her

Never the angel returned to him

He will never forget, never ever

His sweet girl with wings

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