My Treasure
Each snowflake falling on your face
A frozen raindrop is
Each one that lands upon your lips
A cool, refreshing kiss
From me to you though not in view
In spirit I am there
In thoughts and dreams and in betweens
I'm with you everywhere
Think of me, our thoughts will meet
And hold hands in the sky
Somewhere up there beyond all care
We'll down a rainbow slide
And in a pot of gold we'll land
There's many a dubloon
Take them all, to me that's small
You alone would be my boon
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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