You Can Call Me Poem by Dan Uriel

when you call me, my dear, I'll go
I will walk among blossoming trees
with my heart as the pendant light
My love and I are waiting for summer

I live in your heart, come back home
and I walked among flowering trees
a hint of pollen and perhaps barren pitch
I already know what your heart on fire

from her, I learned all year long leaning
a shudder shook reached down with lighting
what fire your heart when the storm flowering
during the summer, bushy heavenly signs