Henri Matisse 'Le bonheur de vivre' (1907)You shape my heart
Every time you speak low
And draw a smile in my face
When my eyes intersect yours
In waves of silent meditation
I think you're a headstart to hapiness
We may wander these violet skies
Like refugees searching for an exile
Defy the moving forces beneath the earth
Can i give a ride to your hungry lips
And drive your eyes to the nearest point
You'll discover in the tropic of capricorn?
I'll be there, opening the gates for you
Devoting palm-trees to shake their leaves in your honour
Celebrating your beauty
In a melodic rite of the everlasting summers to come
So come as you are
With all our walls tumbling down
Freeing your inner smile in the myths of the flesh
I'll be waiting
Me... and the flowers
Every time you speak low
And draw a smile in my face
When my eyes intersect yours
In waves of silent meditation
I think you're a headstart to hapiness
We may wander these violet skies
Like refugees searching for an exile
Defy the moving forces beneath the earth
Can i give a ride to your hungry lips
And drive your eyes to the nearest point
You'll discover in the tropic of capricorn?
I'll be there, opening the gates for you
Devoting palm-trees to shake their leaves in your honour
Celebrating your beauty
In a melodic rite of the everlasting summers to come
So come as you are
With all our walls tumbling down
Freeing your inner smile in the myths of the flesh
I'll be waiting
Me... and the flowers
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