The Nest Of Love Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

'Lying in bed and thinking of you
Musing in the timepiece of the night
The hills clothed with charm as I knew
A place I dream as our ideal site

From morning 'till night I ask above
To give me wings just like a dove
For I want to fly and chase my quest
Of bringing you to a lovely nest

The mountains are covered with joy
And grassy fields of brilliant greens
This secret garden we will enjoy
The splendid meadows of our dreams

On this night we'll speak in poetry
Past footsteps we trace as we try
To unfold our memories again
Like breath of winds that'll never return

As gentle rains swamp our nest around
Hand in hand we hold in this firm ground
We'll talk this night like never before
Till the light of the moon is no more.'