Dream Man
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Abdul Wahab
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dream man (popular poetry)
I am a gust of wind
From the North, warm and cold
With a tender touch
I blow
Just keep open your wonderful window
To hear your wet husky whisper call
with bated breath
I wait
to enter and steal your ringing heart
like a king
under the mystic cover
I hide
just keep open your wonderful door, wide
Like your dream man at a deep dark night
I break into your thrilling room
As a rain of desire or dream of ray
When I see at your door step
You spread
Colourful love petals
Over the hot and red carpet.
copyright @ abdul wahab 7th November 2012
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