Iron Road Poem, Dreams Come True Poem by Sambanath Denis

Iron Road Poem, Dreams Come True



Kiss me in the soft effuse of the lamp,
As my shyness dapples in this carriage.
My heart beats the murmur as I utter,
Mr James. Our love is distinct in this place.
On gold mountain, the flower of our love
Unfurls high above the prying of eyes.
As china men sleep far away in dreams,
I lay in your arms as my dream comes true.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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