Can I
Can I
Take your hand in a place
Where this world daren't show its face.
Through yellow fields
Of unknown flora
Let the breeze blow our minds
As we climb
To our Aurora
In the sky.
Then pull the blinds
As we float by.
Can I
Bathe in the simplest tune.
Angelic choir
Over bluest lagoon.
Invisible,
Yet they paint the soul
In brightest colours.
The stars do scroll
To our pink moon
On centre stage.
The touch of love
In hearts will rage.
Don't fly white dove,
Don't turn the page.
Can I
Just kiss in purple bliss.
Then can we fade without goodbye.
As lonely trees
Shed crimson leaves,
Sweet meadow grieves
With silent cry.
I just need her
And fantasy.
Love's melody
Take all of me!
Does she really need more prose?
I must compose
One final script,
A dreamy rose across the sky.
My bleeding quill
At last runs dry.
Can I
Finally win her over
With my poetic four leaf clover.
Life, give me
That one last chance.
Shuffle the stars
Diamond bright to enhance
Our Bossa Nova
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poem by Kevin East
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