I dream you better than real you

 

The Reader Wreathed with Flowers by Corot (1845)
(Virgil's Muse)

I dream you better than real you,
near, you tongue tie me unless
we’re talking about literature
and then your brain is so big fine
it wears a Muse's crown and I bow
(surely you’ve seen me at your feet)
down to the white violets I
crush with my knees.  You smell sweet as
the lilacs and wisteria
hanging up and down to throne you.
I’m sure you wouldn’t like the pedestal
if you knew—but how can you not know?
I crave a sign, maybe a 4-leaf
clover where your feet and my knees
meet and two heads touch bending
over it—the 4-leaf clover—
where normally a book would be.
And maybe I could my tongue untie
then, near you more real than dream.

 

 Using 2 prompts!

WriterDigest April PAD #25: For today's prompt, we have our fourth (and final) two-for-Tuesday prompt, which means you get two prompts, and they are:

1.    Write a dream poem, and/or...

2.    Write a reality poem.

You get to decide how to blur these (poetic) lines.

And NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Five:  Begin by reading e e cummings’ poem [somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond]. This is a pretty classic love poem, so well-known that it has spawned at least one silly meme. Today’s prompt challenges you to also write a love poem, one that names at least one flower, contains one parenthetical statement, and in which at least some lines break in unusual places.

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