in view from wherever I am
I feel her face close to my sight
her hair rushing by the wind
like the gothic angels
she’s floating but upon the highest ground
in hands strings onto her neck
she plays her song that soars into my ears
and as I feel I am near
the violin beckons flowing pitch
her white dress wild in the wind
I feel her face close to my sight
her hair rushing by the wind
like the gothic angels
in hands strings onto her neck
she plays her song that soars into my ears
and as I feel I am near
her white dress wild in the wind
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