
snort, the morning nose blew
and winds of dawn sigh through
i sat and wept as i attempt
to recall what i just dream't
a slight yet vivid event however
then write i shall after a shower
for the dream cried out not to be forgotten
you're
tis started with the tree of high grandeur
perched right smack in my humble valley
where minors frolic, in what seem to ba a pep rally
and under the tree she stood
and under the breeze the stood
you're
tis may sound much like voyeur
but she was long-limbed and slim
with flawless white skin
and the tree understood
and the breeze they understood
I'm
pluck'd the sweetest golden honey apple
breeze dim'd did the sound around in a grapple
then peeled and lift'd the golden section unto her mouth
closing her eyes as the crisp brown juice tingled upon her tongue
then we gave chase. like a lamb and it's drover
I'm
run my fingers carefully down her cold cheek
look into her deep pools for eyes as we speak
then winter swept in like a common broom from the south
closing our eyes as we froze and stayed forever young
then i shed tears, for i wished this dream not to be over
snort, the morning nose blew
my sinuses throb for you
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