on some balcony somewhere

on some balcony somewhere
from on high
I hope to your hear your voice

on some street somewhere
full of bustle and boom
I want to crave the touch of your lips

in some crowded room
full of the those and thems of the world
I hope to capture your lovely gaze

and throughout this world
to roam with you
to make a home with you
die old with you
and never let you go…

March 6th 2011
Vinohrady, Czech Republic

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