Fortress Of Our Hearts Poem by Robert Allan Fernandez

Close our eyes,
And feel deep our heartbeats.
Taking us anew to a place,
Where red bubbles of hearts,
Rises to blow then pop.
And the rain born in clouds,
Spewing dewdrops of summer light buds.
Spreading lukewarm feeling,
Warmness that kindles and seducing.
The sweet scent of early jasmine flowers,
Come blowing our minds over.
And the wind that surrounds
Whispers fanciful rhymes in our ears abound,
Makes us quiver and smile.
The thorns may bleed,
But red roses plead.
Shedding its blossom petals,
To heal the wound’s seed.
Come listen to the splendid music,
That this garden makes.
Speaking to one another,
Vocals of sound.
The crackling of woods,
The staggering of stones,
And the whooshing of the river.
A perfect record of a love song
Where love is at stake.
But assured to be safe,
In this fortress of hearts.
And as the doves fly
Way up the sky,
Filming this romantic movie scene,
From the entire angles in sight.
Be captured with delight
In this garden full of love,
The garden of our love.




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