See a prose verse iWrote to a gurl dat might never be mine.
Dear Cresent stone of night's light, (i.e the moon) You sure lighten my path in the darkness of light's fury. And for this am in ur debt. But I've got one plea to beg of Thee. There lies a pretty muse of mine, kilometres away from here, whose beauty could make the sky trade his width for a kiss. She's soon to become an actor in her dreams of tonight, and maybe mine. She reminds me of a perfect picture of what perfection should picture. Illuminating moon, as you doth brighten the night and sit majestically in the wide darkness of the sky, so those she my heart. She say's " am no Neuro-Surgeon" , but she surely knows her way around the heart,My Heart. Dear Friend(ii.e the Moon) please bring with you, the cool night's breeze and the Godly fairies of sweet dreams,to her warm bed dis night. To make her this night and subsequent night's sleep, prettier than she is. Ha!!! Just before u sleep dear miss, will u come with me to an eatery in the skies? Where we'll sit on the edge of moons head(with the moon's permission of course) while our legs dangle freely in the clouds, as the angels speak to You in a language only Angels like U and Michael , Gabriel and Haniel understands, as they tell u of the thought and talks my heart speaks of u, nd the beats and music my heart sings for u. Because like Aneal... U too are an Angel. Pls do sleep tight.
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