Writing a Landscape Poem

I write of sunrise as the heart
comes out to love again.
I write of seas that are but beds
laid down with bodies
making love.
I write of valleys in your body
& of mountains that pretend
to be your breasts.
I write of clouds that are our eyes
& of rain that fall
when we cry.
I write of skies in your face
& of rainbows when you smile.
I write of sunsets when it’s time
for letting go.

Copyright ©1989 Ronnie C. Cabañes