My trip with the blond Angel

Pocev_Gjoshe

My trip with the blond angel

 

One month passed by,

Since Olga said to me " goodbye"

When she waved from the train

I felt sadness , in my heart i felt pain.

 

She never forgot our moments in the nature,

I missed them too with the blond cute creature.

Her birthday was coming soon

We wanted to be free , we wanted to fly to the moon.

 

She said , lets celebrate my birthday together,

And make me fly Like a feather.

We are going to disapppear in another dimension

It is going to be my best birthday celebration.

 

Our Meeting point was Salzburg,

The city of Mozart, surrounded by mountains , surrounded by lakes

We were in the right time, in the right place , there was no chance for any mistakes.

 

She arrived by plane with a bright smile

When i saw her , my breath stopped For a while.

The blond angel landed again on earth,

She was wearing a short skirt.

 

At the end of the day , i remember very well,

Rain fell, her body spread a nice smell

She started to Dance in the rain, 

She was careless , she was happy again

In my brain , this dance will always remain

It drove me insane.

 

 

The next day we went to Lichtenstein, a small kingdom.

We entered a church, prayed and got wisdom.

We should forget the bad past,

We should focus on our moments , 

 life goes by so fast.

 

 

Therefore we decided to go to Italy

Only there we could feel really free.

It is the coutry of music, beauty , full of charm.

I fell in love, my heart got warm.

 

written by Gjoshe Pocev

 

  • Author: Pocev_Gjoshe (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 29th, 2022 03:01
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is a continuation of my poem " The blond angel and the spirit of the mountains." Both are true stories.
  • Category: Love
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