She's not expecting
me, I'm sure.
She's been let down
so much before.
If I show up
and ring her bell
would that cause chaos
or go well?
Though this may sound
absurd to you,
in my dreams
she dreams
about me, too!
Just dreaming of L. A.
so very far away.
Perhaps I'll go some day.
Sounds like you better strike out after gold and see how it pans out!
Cowboy, somehow I get the feeling that in this case, L.A. is not a place, but a PERSON. Am I correct?
Love strikes anywhere...anytime... Fate comes like a thief in the night. A lovely poem so beautifully expressed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some fun rhymes here! Well written, Cowboy!