Wow
I daily dream
some one come and kiss me
no one ever dares
my dentures may interfere perhaps
so I dream and kiss
the tree
oak tall and bare
then I say
see he came to kiss me
could you ever do that way
well no need to kiss me
in dreams now I have my way
my way
Of that my sweet lover
now you have nothing to say
give my dreams
their pathway my way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem