Sleep...sleep my spanish love,
Sleep...with your eyes closed,
But keep the door to your heart open,
Who knows..I may come and knock.
Tuck yourself in the bed,
Pull the blanket till your head.
Turn- to the right,
And -off the light.
Close your eyes,
Till sunrise.
Then wait for me,
With a glee,
To come and play,
And beside, to lay.
To comb your hair,
With great care,
To kiss the cheek,
And nape of neck,
To hold you tight,
With love and might,
To not let go, I do promises,
Till in the 'West' the sun rises.
Feel it, my Love!
Feel with care,
To forget me, don't you dare.
Sleep ....sleep my spanish Dove,
For, to you I have vowed my love.
Toufiq-Whata beautiful, sweet poem.....I hope someone appreciates it........Kahlia
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Kahlia- Thanks again... You are one of my relentless readers..... I really appreciate it... I do have one who appreciated it. It really was a lullaby , a good night gift... she said she liked it... lol
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delectable poem.....
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haha... Delectable, is it? thanks a lot brother...
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A sweet lullaby it is. May we all love children as this poem relates. ~louis
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`Till in the 'West' the sun rises' insightful clue to the alter-dimensional world of dreams...luv it.. truly enjoy reading your poems - they connect so well with my own `eye' of here
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Thank you very much for your comments... I really appreciate it..
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