When in the misty paradise

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When in the misty paradise

When in the misty paradise
of dreams you smile again,
and childhood’s rain,
its socks in puddles, shoes in drains, Good metaphor for abandonment. Very effective.
playing at being in Great Britain -
falls, my Achilles -
my hand was small, and yours was big,
less Achilles, more Hercules -
you smile at me from far away:
why are you far away?
I’d rend everything I have in twain heartbreaking, favorite line.
to speak with you again.

You had me going throughout the poem. 

You often don't disappoint busker, thanks for posting.