O, my love! In dreams I've seen you,
To be your mate how can I do?
Exhausted in strength though I've been,
To have you, my heart's always green.
Beauty of yours is so striking,
Your virgin breasts mean everything,
Making warriors leave swords aside,
Stop hot wars and wish you as bride.
I'll try my best to be with you,
Surely won't let someone take you,
From my bosom at any cost,
To win your heart, I'll do utmost.
We could build a paradise where,
No one could know and would be there,
And we could reign the world in peace,
And then all types of wars would cease
This poem -- one of my eight items (a prose text, included) submitted to the Sunday June 15, 2014 "Phnom Penh Writers Workshop" hosted by an Australian writer Miss Carly Beth Nugent at The Terrace on 95 -- was read by her at the event.
© rbu_spp June 1, 2014 — at Writing Workshop.
To be your mate how can I do?
Exhausted in strength though I've been,
To have you, my heart's always green.
Beauty of yours is so striking,
Your virgin breasts mean everything,
Making warriors leave swords aside,
Stop hot wars and wish you as bride.
I'll try my best to be with you,
Surely won't let someone take you,
From my bosom at any cost,
To win your heart, I'll do utmost.
We could build a paradise where,
No one could know and would be there,
And we could reign the world in peace,
And then all types of wars would cease
This poem -- one of my eight items (a prose text, included) submitted to the Sunday June 15, 2014 "Phnom Penh Writers Workshop" hosted by an Australian writer Miss Carly Beth Nugent at The Terrace on 95 -- was read by her at the event.
© rbu_spp June 1, 2014 — at Writing Workshop.
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