Taking My Time Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

'The sky and mountain is wrap in lovely scene
as I see your love somewhere in between
and I feel your touch flowing in tender breeze
your soft voice heard in the swaying leaves
that as I tread alone in this weather
it seems that we are walking together
hand in hand
taking our time
silently
beautifully...

your beauty rest in these trees
beneath the clouds as everyone sees
and the fairness of the little branches
a time for love and sweet romances
your eyes are like the gentle flowers
that always bloom every passing hour
and in this dream
I'm taking my time
secretly
completely...'