I have been singing to closer of your kingdom of faith,
The gates are opening a part of your Cristal escene,
Then, i saw too many montains of rain,
Casttles, wind and smiles on your face,
I have been thinking about your pride,
a sweet moon sailing in deepest dark,
your hands are open holding my arms,
then we'll fly like a hopes in the sky.
I have been singing to closer of your kingdom of days,
a miracle bird is calling to stay,
on your shore of dreams, into your eden can see,
seas of sweetest madness, cities of blue and trees.
YOU ARE READING
Moonchild
PoetrySometimes not enough to look back to understand why we are all in the same storm . I hope these poems help you find freedom from your prison and heal your wings so you can fly again forever
