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Goodnight My Love
Let me uncover you and kiss you goodnight.
And Morpheus attend your sleep.
Dream not of Kalaharis and of tundras.
For treeless or frigid our love will never be.
Dream only of Shangri-las and El Doraldos
where we shall happily reside.
When you awake, I shall
be by your very side
to show you the early rides of Hyperion.
Of sun shines and glorious rides
our love shall ever be.
The envy of forlon lovers, the epitome of comedies.
Agamemnon himself would do head spin in his grave.
And Romeo and Juliet would resurrect and wonder.
So goodnight my love, goodnight.
One more kiss, goodnight.
(EXCERPTED FROM "BEAUTIFUL," A POETRY COLLECTION BY ARTHUR ZULU, TO BE PUBLISHED SOON. IF YOU ENJOYED READING THE POEM AND WOULD LIKE TO MAKE A VOLUNTARY CONTRIBUTION TOWARD ITS PUBLICATION, PLEASE CONTACT THE AUTHOR.)
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About the Author
ARTHUR ZULU is an editor, book reviewer, playwright, and published author. He also writes short stories, scripts, essays, and poems, and ghost writes for others