Born into a heartfelt wilderness
Of hundreds squares miles to cross
To be travelled barefoot on embers
Hot like the midday sunshine
That beats down on my back
While I work up a sweet
To find my one true love
Upon the travels that I seek.
A treasure from a worthwhile cause
That’s more than worthy to be found
And richly deserving of my love
A gold rush straight to my heart
To be played upon my heartstrings
In a melodic operatic symphony
To the musical rhythm of my heartbeat
In an angelic orchestra of love.
From the few hundred words
That I may write upon this page
From that figment of my imagination
Only a few may mean so much
To you my beautiful English rose
For you are my one true love
The one forevermore remains close
In the depths of my heart.
