here my love, come take your seat
enough is said of old times spent
sit close watch the dove
eager to etch another poem of love
did you hear the cooing pigeons so intent
come bend a little know what i meant
forget the past, forsake the lost
not all is lost, now raise the toast
pick up the batter, lets bake a new cake
the letters of cream shall stand out to state
the story of our love of this day
a new beginning, shall ever be so gay
know you now, i darn't listen
the songs of your lost love
your failed adventures, identities mistaken
hold me tight, sing a new song, feel the new joys begin
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I would like to translate this poem
nice poem...............