Burn poems,
burn in the fire you ignited in me
with passion.
Burn poems,
burn.
Free me from my obsession.
Give me back my sanity,
my freedom,
my serenity.
Fly poems
torn in pieces.
Fly in the wind.
Fly with your butterflies,
your doves and sparrows,
with your guardian angels
with broken wings.
Fly over the pink mountains.
All the way
to the distant purple sunsets.
Ride poems,
ride on your fluffy white clouds
over the rainbow
in the azure sky
sprinkled with raindrops,
with tears
of lovers with broken hearts.
Ride on the wings of the dark night.
Lend on the silvery moon.
Don't lend in my restless heart again.
Milica Franchi De Luri
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/burne-poems/
