(Dedicated to the unknown gardener)
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How I would love to fly to Ireland and chat over a cup of tea. Our kindred souls could use it. Fantastic, probably my favorite thus far.
There is a certain frisson felt on reading this poem.Your feeling is explicit and revealing in the secret realm of romantic love, with a little note of cool realism in the last two lines.
sophistry...to He loves my voice, my ways intrigue. Love the regularities not the irregularities, I plead.
Fantastic, Romanticism balanced with realism.