In this Isle
I’ve seen the rising sun
In silence and nothing aloud
It is where,
People would dine for two
Not really, this isle is mine
It’s not a gold mine
All it is, is an isle
But I wouldn’t share it with two
Other people. They’ll fall in love under the sun
Well, this is not Eden where
The “naked truth” is allowed
I wouldn’t say this aloud
But this island is mine
It’s nothing the gods would wear
As a crown, but I’ll
Not judge that because
I still love this island for two
I hope you can see this too,
But this dream is not allowed
For the young daughter and sons
In the future of mine.
Without my little imaginary isle,
Which I will not find anywhere
This isle is also where
I could find comfort, love too.
I know it’s only an isle
And you’ve heard me, aloud
And many times I said it’s mine
And also about the great and beautiful sun
The truth is, it’s never about the sun
Nor about the feeling that wouldn’t wear
It is how this island is really just mine
And no other two
Roamers in my dream would be allowed
To trespass into my private isle
~
*So they could find another sun for two
And leave to a place where they are allowed
This is mine, this is my isle*
Aug 26, 2010
Aug 26, 2010 at 7:06 PM UTC
In this Isle
I’ve seen the rising sun
In silence and nothing aloud
It is where,
People would dine for two
Not really, this isle is mine
It’s not a gold mine
All it is, is an isle
But I wouldn’t share it with two
Other people. They’ll fall in love under the sun
Well, this is not Eden where
The “naked truth” is allowed
I wouldn’t say this aloud
But this island is mine
It’s nothing the gods would wear
As a crown, but I’ll
Not judge that because
I still love this island for two
I hope you can see this too,
But this dream is not allowed
For the young daughter and sons
In the future of mine.
Without my little imaginary isle,
Which I will not find anywhere
This isle is also where
I could find comfort, love too.
I know it’s only an isle
And you’ve heard me, aloud
And many times I said it’s mine
And also about the great and beautiful sun
The truth is, it’s never about the sun
Nor about the feeling that wouldn’t wear
It is how this island is really just mine
And no other two
Roamers in my dream would be allowed
To trespass into my private isle
~
*So they could find another sun for two
And leave to a place where they are allowed
This is mine, this is my isle*
