LOVERS USED TO DREAM
Long time ago as it was, When two get involved, They meet in corners, Stealing urgent kisses. •••• Tongues do wrangle, On things so obvious, Life makes a new turn, Leaving no doubt on love. •••• The two were asleep, And so, They were dreamers, Walking around all night, On roads with flowers. •••• When the first was gone, In another soft cuddling, They do hold hands a lot, Sitting out on a bench. •••• They did dream of songs, Rhythms and drum beats, They sang through the night, And they could also dance. •••• In time, They dream more, Of mansion made of gold, Like king with a queen, Yes, they also gave birth. •••• They were sometimes away, In different cities of the globe, Many times in their own space, Making out on a flying bird. •••• Cupids like angles shoot, Darts with more love poison, The two get drunk and mad, Both eloped to the unknown.
Chinwendu C.E Rays
Fri 8th Jun 2018 20:35
Thank you "Martin Elder, for your comment on one of my poems titled: lovers used to dream"
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