Close To My Heart

I have dreams

That you cannot see

They tell a tale of 

Agony and pain of mine

I have loved and I have lost

Day in and day out

Dreaming your name

And never tried to be 

Name-dropping

I have never lost sight of

Your bosom and bum

And ever not tried to 

Trespassing

Your Beady-eyed and

Coquettish face 

If competing in a beauty pageant

Would get an Honoris Causa

I am not a raconteur

But could tell the truth

Of your bloom and delicacy

That lingering and enchanting

In my mind

After departure,

Crestfallen consciousness agitated

Tears rolled down on cheeks

The heart became emotionless and Dumbfounded And reported Somnolence