I'll walk & fall & walk again, with this special love thumping <br />In my breast <br />Till I reach a place that befits my love's purity, and in peace <br />Let it rest <br /> <br />I know where I want to take it, to the peaceful Northern Prairies <br />I would head <br />That's where I want to see it grow, on a gentle untouched plateau <br />where angels tread <br /> <br />Yes, in an expanse adorned in the prettiest swishing emerald gown <br />I'd plant my love <br />The grass blades tickling it senseless, with the feather light touch <br />Of a lady's glove <br /> <br />Where the early morning dew will be around to kiss its pristine lips <br />Every single day <br />My precious love will be nourished and cared for and above all needed <br />Never cast away <br /> <br />My love will grow up listening to the music of the bees and the blooms <br />It will rejoice <br />Yes, it will bloom with a carefree spirit, a reckless abandon, with a <br />Phenomenal voice<br /><br />Dia Chatterjee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/planting-love/
