The House of My Dreams
My dreamed house
was made with inspiration ...
I changed clay bricks,
i used verses...
In place of cement,
poetry...
The doors were
borrowed from sonnets,
the windows made of prose...
Wishes gave birth to light...
The floor of precious stones
found
in a ballad ...
The exquisite painting ...
the rainbow gave me
as a gift
gesture of love
and partnership ...!
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