Too Sweet....

Come into my own
 
language of silence
 
of a dream in solitude;
 
Come with gifted,
 
rounded tits,
 
Soft cheeks and eyes as bright
 
as sunlight on a blue  stream;
 
Come back in tears,
 
With memory, hope,
 
love of yesteryear's,
 
This dream is so sweet,
 
too sweet, too bitter-sweet !
 
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI