This poem is inspired by the “Great Harvest.” The “Great Harvest” is my imaginative way of looking in a fruitful garden, with all its delectable fruits, sweet-smelling flowers, luscious vegetables, and all kinds of natural delicacies. I try to infuse a broken-hearted sense in my poem to make it more interesting.
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FERTILE
And darling, O! The winds are there
Come! Take me to an orchard, quick!
Strike me a scent of love affair
For thy heart’s longing, tired, and sick
She’s all alone; her heart’s gone pale
Give me, at once! Three cups of wine
Let’s drink to love! To sorrow’s tale
Depression hath brought my decline
O darling! Smell the orchard’s fruits
Her love has stain’d vanilla beans
Her honeydew enticed thy roots
To bitter ends, like salad greens
Dama de Noche! Hear thy cry!
Thy heart was sworn to her own grave
Thy cup has aged; thy wine is dry
O Castor’s draught! D’sire is brave!
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