He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven

Heart On My Sleeve

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths
En wrought with golden and silver light
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light
I would spread the cloths under your feet
But I, being poor, have only my dreams
I have spread my dreams under your feet
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams

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