She Remembers

In the middle of the sky where birds fly high 
Where love is divine. Where touch is the prime. 
I am a swallow bird dressed in black and white 
falling from the ethereal paradise where was my mind. 

Here is the fall, the autumn leaves coloring my path. 
Who am I today? Who will I be tomorrow? 
No grey areas. No grey decisions. 
You and me, black and white. 

In the middle of the sky where birds fly high 
Where love is divine. Where touch is the prime. 
I am a swallow bird dressed in black and white 
falling from the ethereal paradise where was my mind. 

Dare to touch the deepness of my soul 
Undressing my unrealistic childish thoughts 
Dancing the last dance, the pleasure of your scent 
surrounding my pounding fragile heart. 

In the middle of the sky where birds fly high 
Where love is divine. Where touch is the prime. 
I am a swallow bird dressed in black and white 
falling from the ethereal paradise where was my mind. 

The last goodbye kiss, is this our goodbye? 
You and I the forging force of lovers 
with so much unsaid and undone. 
I remember. I will remember. 

You. My love. 

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