The whistling ketle By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
flew chew the moist, the midst cried
and the hour replay
perhaps the night fails to wake and the day
have fails to glow
flower blooms with pollen surround
and the bees return,
nay the dunes falls to the ground the petals
awake, for you have born
to me
as the crickets sings there lullaby the night sparkles
thou seem older, than the stars winks
there your beauty resend to the sky;make the way
easy for me to go as you say hello
oh! sleep of all end and star of witnesses of the moon,
you play as the night rejoice, come be in one
with us, and let the night calls for a dream, the wind
have cooled the sun
to settle down for a request to rest in the blooming flowers
of the Tulip of Africa
sounded like a oozing speed of the night breeze,
after all your hands cool my breast to sleep
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