A HOME GAME

A HOME GAME

The day of my dream 
Is a visiting of a young lad. 

The time of my light 
Is a mark of a prime leave. 

The moment of my comments 
Is a point of a sharped spear. 

The right of my left hand 
Is a great of an access of my life. 

I know my home 
You never call a gold digger. 

I know my home
You never fit a queen rigger. 

I know my home 
You are a Lion den for dinner. 

I know you my home 
You are a wilted flower petals. 

I know my name You, 
my home address described. 

I know my home 
You, my name in full of fulfilment. 

I know you my dream
You, my lover in romantic garment.

I know you my eye You, 
here to live in a colourful sight. 

 I know I see 
You are hereby notified my concern. 

 I know you know 
You know my mind is a game of love.

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