Take me away,
Off into the sunset,
Skirting the ivory clouds,
And soaring above the azure carpets below,
Aboard a vessel of aeronautical freedom,
About to take off!
To see distant cities,
To rest on foreign sands and savannahs,
To lay eyes upon pagodas and itzas,
To bear witness,
To love and romance in alien tongues,
What a view!
Less a holiday,
And more a liberation,
Would you take me away?
I long to be elsewhere,
Or will I remain on the runway?
Wheeeee!
This is really beautiful!
You are too kind! 🙂
The Oldschool Harlequin
A lovely element of wanderlust indeed.
I thought so too! 😀
The Oldschool Harlequin