For Clare

I gaze upon the sundrenched Girl
Bathed in all the Glory Of the World
But a shimmer here and a shimmer there
Cannot stem her Flowing tears
a smile outside
while a fire burns
Beauty eternal
Her heart Doth yearn
For a sweeter taste upon her lips
For another to lock with her finger tips
To hold her close without a touch
To rid her of winters Icy Cluth
There will be a day i pray it soon
in the setting of the noon
when rain shall fall upon her smile
And the sun will shine for a while
and on this day upon that hill

it will be her heart that he shall fill

To Fly

I jumped
So high
I saw it once and had to fly
Fly to Reach
Reach to Hold
and Hold to love

I leapt so high, clouds and the world dropped away
a flight so high
impossible to land
each time I come closer
and closer
but further away

But I love
To Fly