Crystal Dreams and Poetry
Crystal doorstep, crystal swing!
Carry me to our angels nest, made into our holy, twigged love-ring.
Where the softest of all gentlest raindrops,
May bless us under a silent, verdant, velvet, luxurious top.
Warble songs of sweetness to my most humble bowed head.
Do read me poetry, till God's silvered-moon ascends!
11-7-2020
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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