Mountain Stream ( Parachute )

Mountain Steam ( Parachute )

Like a parachute to take me home.

From your billowy skirt to the ground I go.

I see mountains above.

Filling me with a sense of love.

I feel the wet stream and I drink of thee.

Like a parachute to take me home.

It opens up to touch the ground I go.

I see mountains and valleys up above.

Filling me with a sense of love.

I am stricken, Don’t know what to do.

Can I touch a beauty so pure and so true?

Am I worthy to take it in?

Or will she be polluted by another man?

About Walter

I am an administrative assistant, a musician, and I have a technical diploma in web design from matc dec' 2012.
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