A House For My Love
I build a house
with words poetic bricks...
Tile all with flourishes
and I paint it with poetry...
In the study room,
theorems,
in the room of love
only poems...
In front, I make a garden
enchanted for my love to pass,
Behind a wonderful orchard
to feed my love,
that is a flower, that is flower...!
Her name is Rosa Margarida Maria...!
For her i build a house,
expecting her to build a home... !
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2022
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