My heart, it flies,
Winging its way
From land to skies
So far away;
It bids the fair cloud-maidens, ‘Good-day!’
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My heart, so full
Of boundless glee,
Soars like a gull
From sea to sea;
Its flight is caused by thinking on thee.
–
My heart, it rests,
The day now done.
By your requests,
My heart was won;
Together our hearts will touch the sun.
Hi, Hobbita,
The following line really captured my imagination:
“It (my heart) bids the Cloud-Maidens, “Good Day!”
That’s whimsically romantic! Nice work!