There is a moment that I have repined for
within the presence of a perpetual dream.
So faint to recall towards the mind's implore;
Though,finding vividness to bolster love's esteem.
And may I rent a shard of your imagination
to paint that beauteous vision of you and I
where a yesterday becomes now in kismet's invention
to folly mingling at points of destiny's eye.
We are indigenous to such a realm of bliss
which miraculously causes our sweltering kiss
to sustain through acumen of a fatherless time
that can discern no measure against a love so sublime.
So glibly I shall stipple upon the canvas of
your mind with eloquent words describing a special place
baring eglantines upon green hills where we make love
to the melody of birds in trees,with sunlight on your face.
A verity of our rapport is that we will be as one
within every sense imaginable to the flesh and soul.
Time has forged the chains leaving us bound to separation;
Though,never has our fondness of hearts grown bitter cold
behind the sable shroud of deceit that people weave.
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