In the eyes of an angel emerald skies are embedded
With every wonder of tomorrow's lost sunsets
Where have you gone?
Where has the bella of my youth drifted away to?
Is there any hope that I may lay my eyes upon her again?
Maybe the winds will whisper again to me
As they did that night that I last saw her
And with a gentle voice tell me how to find her
Is there any other place that you belong, besides here in my thoughts?
Perhaps you may belong in my arms
For once I had a dream that we were distant lovers
Yet that’s when I awoke to the sounds of a Spanish guitar
And the sight of an emerald sky.
~ Tony Paradise Poet ~