Another World Poem by mark anthony st. rose

Four summers ago,
Before the birth of eternity,
I dreamt of you.
I dreamt I was
Kissing your sweet lips;
touching your warm body-
Yes.
We were lost somewhere on a beach,
But our drifting worlds found each other,
Our hearts within each others reach-
Yes.
It felt real as the Sun as the day,
It felt real like rays that pierces skin,
O how I wanted you to stay-
Yes;
Then I heard someone spoke,
and from my sleep I awoke,
and you disappeared like the cloud,
and my bereft emotions shroud,
No!
And now I long to live forever in the world of dreams.




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