I sent you to her to say, “I love you.” And you come back and
say, “She wants a castle.”
I dispatched you to my love to say, “I dream of you.” And you
return and say, “She needs a flower garden.”
Go, tell her I own no castles or flower gardens. But I can write
her sweet poems of those. Don’t tell me, “She reads no poems.”
For castles and gardens perish. But love never dies. And poetry
is love!
(EXCERPTED FROM “BEAUTIFUL,” A POETRY COLLECTION BY ARTHUR ZULU,
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