Ray Lucero

Ode To My Beloved - Poem by Ray Lucero

Pray tell me why,
She’s the apple of my eye?
The sweetest cherry of them all,
My fervent heart she doth enthrall

Creating art together in my dreams,
We sculpt ‘n paint romantic scenes
We travel to distant stars above,
Soar at light speed, fueled by love

Cherubs ‘n Angels invite us to play,
On Heavenly playground, I daresay
At last we touch upon firm ground,
Reluctant to be earthbound

Fun we’ve had with no remorse
Repeat tomorrow night? Of course!
Alas the morning sun stirs me awake,
I pray nocturnal trip wasn't fake

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011

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