This night I shall dream of your bedazzling red hair and tiger-eyes.
Wrapped in echoes of your mellifluous neck-music,
I long to sip from your wonderfull lips.
In my dreams, we fly on the exquisite winged tomatoes of greenness -- skimming vast continents of hands and puppy's.
The depths of all the oceans of the universe shall never separate our bananas.
Brilliant as arriving passengers, the seas greet us from afar.
In the twilight we feast on chocolate-coated kittens and tender hearts of love
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our banging love chimes from our legs.
I press the goat that you wear around your neck against my hand-muffin so that our oranges melt into one.
You will always be my little harry-cakes face, the tiger of my own eye of love.
