Fly With Me.

Enormous and glistening, coloured brightly With gaudy dyes stand ready the balloons. Basketed, bobbing and light wind just right, So come fly with me. Let us waft, zoomed Up with flame to airy expanse, rising Inflated to freedom. Aloft, floating With ease, gliding together in skies Of rapturous haze. Sailing in love-boat Will carry us far over seas, rocking Us gently to Islands where passion fruit grows, And flowers fragrantly strew profusely dropped Petals aground, perfuming our bed. Low On the horizon our paradise lies Come, let us glide slowly in flying-boat Dream and silently escape, you and I. Shall we now choose a balloon noteworthy Of claim, largest and best for safest flight, Coloured with passionate reds. Let the dawn Find us skyward. Shall we fly then tonight, Make love in the air and land by morning? Secret escapes can be made this way, balloons Are an ideal means. Come fly with me soon.