A lovely love poem, and again, more conventional than a lot of the poetry I like nowadays! I actually like it more for the vision it evokes of the night skies of my childhood, rather than it's romantic sentiments....however, it is still a rather beautiful love poem, full of hope and longing.
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Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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