To Love And To Be Loved

Since a long,
Long time,
Since I opened
My eyes,
And caught
A glimpse of
The trees,
The flowers,
The skies,
I have had
A dream
To love
And to
Be loved
By two skies,
A flower,
A beauty tree,
Like you.
Although,
I know
I am not
A king,
I am not
A prince.
I have
No gold.
I have
No emeralds.
I cannot
Offer you
A crown.
I cannot
Build a palace,
For you.
For I am
Only a
Poet with
Simple words,
Pure feelings,
Green dreams.
I will give you
All I have:
My heart,
My love,
And my life.
For you are
The tree,
The flower,
The azure skies,
That I have
Always seen
In my dreams.

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