Love Poem #9

In the dark days of my life
I doubted I'd ever meet you
But you exist! You exist!
O, Nebraska, the light of my heart

I trace my fingers along your body
Feeling the gentle mounds of your dissected plains
Pinching the tip of your rock hard Chimney
Entering the Gateway to your West

The thrill of adrenaline is in my veins
Georgia waits for me in the east
The unintended cuckold of a fiery roadtrip
Can she feel me breath for you?

Like the state-crossed lovers of yore
We know this affair is fleeting
But, sweet Cornhusker, I will remember you
Your postcard sticky with my love