A Dream

I would like,ardently,to paint a meadow standing on its center,an old weeping willow engraving some letters, on its thick stem I write your name,as a heart-shaped gem I want to draw,the blue of your eyes those tempting seas of,tearful lullabies adrift in my thoughts,ready to admit to gamble for love, to win or to quit I picture...,the smiles in your lips lick your kisses' nectar as it drips stare at them,till they call my name lingering to end up,the glory, I claim I draw a heart,with compassion and love gift-wrap it then, with, red petals my love sending my devotion,for you alone to own unless you turn it into,my love's tombstone