Your love is like a red, red rose

which blooms upon the bleak terrain

of my discouraged soul


Despite the remote darkness of these forest depths

your solitary splendor welcomes me

with perpetuality


Amidst the obscure valleys of  impenetrable fog

your luminous blossom glows

enticingly to me


Within the frigid landscape of this frozen tundra

your love’s blossoom is ablaze

with your desire for me


Although the parched terrain of this arid desert

threatens desiccation

your blossom glistens moist with morning’s dew


And as you grace this grim terrain

with your tenacious blossom

it causes me to pause with awe and wonder


For to tenderly behold your rare and vibrant love

unyeilding to the harshness of the elements

here in this barren land


Sustains this bud of hope

and assures the footsteps of my wandering

as I journey ever onward

into the precious, priceless beauty of your love


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