Distant Dreams
In distant dreams my love would 'oft appear,
In awe she wanders Springtime's vibrant hills,
As wild bird songs exalt with merry cheer,
'Mid lesser celandine and daffodils.
In this majestic slumber I am lost,
Her beauty fair to woo my smitten eye,
From sprouting buds 'till blooms bedecked with frost,
Her lips afar, I wish our kiss be nigh.
My minds eye sees her prance lush meadows green,
While cirrus sky beholds her countenance,
On Nature's throne, she reigns as Noble Queen,
I yearn to tread those fields in fiery dance.
If I held all my dreams since life begun,
I'd hap'ly fling them all away... but one !
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