You think me your glass butterfly.
You tell me this, I always cry.
You say you fear I'll fly away,
but if you love me I will stay
You gave me wings and set me free
to flutter fly just as I please,
you trusted that I would be back
so set no rigid boundaries.
Just knowing that I have free will
and that my wings are strong,
just call my name, I'll be here still
I'm staying just where I belong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fascinating poem about love of freedom and freedom of love!
Thank you Kostas for expressing so perfectly just what I wanted to show in my poem! Your kind words touch me. thank you.