Closer Now
Come closer with the breeze up high
Embrace me tight, blue stars aglow
As rosebuds watch through hills nearby
Come closer with the breeze up high
These lips so red cannot reply
So turn me 'round, and dip me slow
Come closer with the breeze up high
Embrace me tight, blue stars aglow.
One New Triolet Contest of Alfred Vassalo
Copyright © Norma Arana | Year Posted 2014
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