A Wish Come True

I wish that I wake up to your smile everyday, e’er more,

That I live to see your body wither abreast mine.

What other dream, below the heavens, would I e’er have

When you, my gentle breeze, already came true?


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the poem in a picture


That’s It, Really.

© Victor Zuze Davies 2017

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