From the glade the kite has risen,
Soaring high with wings of light,
Its colors bright against the sky,
A symbol of love's boundless might.
With graceful grace it dances on,
The winds that guide its gentle flight,
And as it rises ever higher,
Our hearts take flight with it tonight.
For you, my love, are like that kite,
So free and bold, so full of life,
With spirit that soars above all else,
In love's unending, endless strife.
And as I watch you rise on high,
My heart is filled with sweet delight,
For I am yours, and you are mine,
Together we'll reach new heights tonight.
So let us rise on wings of love,
And soar beyond the earth below,
For our hearts are one, and nothing else,
Can ever make them let go.
Romantic poem. From the glade the kite has risen
© Copyright: Андрей Боровков, 2023
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