Acres of My Heart
You have plowed
The acres of my heart,
And with your latest tenderness
You have seeded the fields of my thoughts.
 
Oh, how my soul hungers
For the harvest of your embrace,
For the reaping of your charm and
For the gathering of your warmth.
 
You are a writing inspiration
Without fences,
Without borders and
Without horizons.
 
You continually give me
Unlimited yearnings,
Boundless desires and
Endless longings.
 
Even though far away,
You are still my shining beam,
And perhaps you will visit me
While I go forth and dream.
© François DulaPay

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