Wild, Wild, Waterfalls
We both bought into the mystery
easy lovers I suppose
kindred spirits through the ages
of the summers and the snows
We both bought into the sacred
as lovers have their codes
and I wished to walk with you,
my sweet, sweet, girl
down those sunlit dusty roads
And although we may be separated
by one hundred thousand walls
still I hear you calling,
calling me, calling,
for those wild, wild, waterfalls
We both came out of the darkness
where the streets had left us cold
as a light up on the horizon
you brought us back into the fold
We both found new tomorrows
took on our separate loads
yet I still wish to walk with you,
my sweet, sweet, love
down those sunlit dusty roads
And although we may be separated
by one hundred thousand walls
still I hear you calling,
calling me, calling,
for those wild, wild, waterfalls
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Posted: Nov 2021
About this poem:
Gentlemen, this is how to write lyrics to woo the ladies, take good notes :), I'm off to find my guitar..
Comments (6)
Very melancholic.