Love Poem: My Heart In Your Homeland

My Heart In Your Homeland

MY HEART IN YOUR HOMELAND Cupid must have been busy he forgot my heart, And so instead of a man I've fallen in love, it is in the mountain ranges my eyes dart. Sweet, the giddy puffy white clouds above outstretch his arms to share a shady luff amongst swarming emerald Spruce that skirt 'round the silky slopes-- like some gloves. Down quiet is the Loch that stretches its girt of lucidity allowing passerby's to see pert Salmon and Trout dancing playfully below, Delighting both my eyes and so my smart, a fishing rod, I want to slowly low. This nature's wonder, I behold for free soon, I surely want to share with my honeybee. Some bumpy, some smooth are the long winding roads One day along my ride, I say hello to this Adonis man Easy as one, two and three our talks-- climb and flowed Excluded in my plan, wow! Our love story began... Cascading soft and longer is our attention span so velvet then is the glowing blow of our said hello. No longer, I desire Japan but be home in your land as to the World's theatre we want to show, our love like barley seed it sprouted and it grow! Bright yellow bloom it is while us, a fever red of fruitful trust and hopeful tomorrows. . . May we never bleed then later be shred, instead, like the Spruce wrap 'round the slopes together we will hold hands to boldly cope and lope. _____________________________________________________________ ©O. E. Guillermo 10:31 pm, January 19, 2015