Factory
One day I dreamt of a special factory
One that manufactured divine miracles and wonderful creations
Like the right moment to unite two persons eagerly looking for love
Like the magical potion that is made of pure water
So vital to the maintenance of the thirsty body and mind
Like the healthy breast milk given to a baby by a delighted new mom
Like sweet love, the glue that heals everything
Including the broken heart of a sad poet
Like the perfect days in which lovers hold hands on a long spring walk
Admiring the diversity of the flowers along the park’s dirt trail
Like the perfect cold winter, its snowy whiteness
Made for a cup of hot chocolate
Complimenting the romance of cuddling
Throughout the whole night
Like the next breath of blessed clear air so vital to us all
One day I dreamt of a special factory
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