This Line Does Come.

My giggling queen. That's what I mean when I say it's the only thing in this planet, that fantasy, that illusion, which means a bleeding, broken heart. A grieving heart.

So, here it goes. My giggling queen. My giggling queen, I can hear her trembling, her itching for the embrace of my soul.

I can see twinkling stars of desire playing over the ocean of her sound. I see a fire of sensation dancing inside her radiating eyes. The fountain of her smile shines like a morning rain, melting the dew of my misery.

The innocence of her talk flows like the streams of Eden. And, sometimes, she calms like the breeze of an ocean, then pause for a question, saying, would you come tomorrow? These heart-melting questions vaporize my sorrow and beautify my tomorrow. So, that's what I see.

It's the only thing in this planet that could mend a bleeding heart. Love, what I call illusion, fantasy. Thank you.

That was very beautiful, Dov. Please, the space is free. I'm mostly not active.

I'm kind of going up and down. So, just go ahead. Go ahead.

Do your thing. This is a very amazing piece. Actually, the reason I... What I want to say is, I'd actually like to see this poem from the perspective of a baby.

You know, it would be so lovely to see a lady. Make this a spoken word video. Content-like.

You know, this is what they say in English. They say, God takes with you. And then, in poetry, we say, and this line does come.