Ode To a Lover's Sleep
A place where the subconscious freely flows,
Meanwhile a heart of innocence,Love grows.
There all escape the world and its cruelty,
It is a sanctuary of purity.
Similar places are never found,
Nor, are any souls with chains bound.
Alas,Like Life it is a vapor,
Lasting only a moment before taper.
Oh! To taste the sweet kiss of its lips,so divine.
Gladly residing at this space of time,
Extremely satisfied with peace of mind.
Never will I forget the blissful kiss,so sweet,
. Ode to a Lover's sleep
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