My most Dear Unknown (23)

The last new dream.


"I sought and found you in a park;
That which I once had it described:
With ancestral trees and old banks,
Where you were writing pretty verses.

You were alone thoughtful and sad,
Perhaps, thinking at your motherland,
Or which might be the great words,
To be sent to your friends or parents.

I moved so close to you and said:
"Can you allow me a sweet kiss?"
You smiled your rare approval,
And drew me near you.

Our meeting was a large poem:
You gave me flowers red and yellow,
And held my little hand so strong,
As dreams that like to finish. "

The dream as usual in a hurry,
Finished in a great hope,
That after two weeks will become,
The start of a new love story.

Sun Twin