Warren Augustus de Guzman
Doodles - Poem by Warren Augustus de Guzman
The morning is fresh with thoughts and sounds,
of a day spent with a lady so enchanting.
Happy trinkets of love abound,
and feelings so utterly enthralling.
A kiss on her forehead,
out of pure sweet affection.
A kiss in love's stead,
to my soul's satisfaction
And now all i think all i dream,
are of this lady so enchanting.
So sweet it would be this scheme,
Should we joint the mere thought so thrilling.
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