An Ode To You
When I close my weary eyes,
you come putting an anklet on legs
before me like the tune of cuckoo,
a strand of red roses tied to your lock
of hair behind swings around
as if the sailing clouds dancing
looking at me,
but when I keep my eyes open
you go beyond my vision,
Oh, I hardly can say whether it is a dream
that tempts me to dive into
unheard melodies or today is my
wedding day you are standing
before me,
If it is just a dream
I must refuse to face reality
but if I am dreaming
so why you come and go?
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