A Dream
I would like,ardently,to paint a meadow
standing on its center,an old weeping willow
engraving some letters, on its thick stem
I write your name,as a heart-shaped gem
I want to draw,the blue of your eyes
those tempting seas of,tearful lullabies
adrift in my thoughts,ready to admit
to gamble for love, to win or to quit
I picture...,the smiles in your lips
lick your kisses' nectar as it drips
stare at them,till they call my name
lingering to end up,the glory, I claim
I draw a heart,with compassion and love
gift-wrap it then, with, red petals my love
sending my devotion,for you alone to own
unless you turn it into,my love's tombstone
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