Free
by Johnny Butt
The wind of your sacred wisper,
Filling the sails of my soul and setting it aflight--
As I flew that night.
The world of soft illusion...
You always knew I'd give you away,
You always knew I'd let you be.
The fire of your tragic eyes,
Setting the imagination of my soul alflight--
As I dreamed that night.
The world of soft confusion...
You always knew I'd send you away,
You always knew I'd set you free.
The wind of your sacred wisper,
Filling the sails of my soul and setting it aflight--
As I flew that night.
The world of soft illusion...
You always knew I'd give you away,
You always knew I'd let you be.
The fire of your tragic eyes,
Setting the imagination of my soul alflight--
As I dreamed that night.
The world of soft confusion...
You always knew I'd send you away,
You always knew I'd set you free.
Poetry
Gay Love ADVICE
