In fields of gold, where birch trees stand tall,
Their leaves rustle softly, as if they call.
Above the tracks, their branches sway,
Where once, trains chugged along, day by day.

Now silence reigns, but memories stay,
Echoes of laughter, love, and play.
Winds howl fierce, like a hurricane's roar,
But inside, all is calm, and still once more.

Our feline friends, with eyes so bright,
Dream of mice, in the warmth of night.
So let the storm rage on outside,
We'll bask in peace, and joyful pride.

In the vast meadows, where flowers twine,
A love story unfolds, oh so divine.
Two souls entwined, bound in eternal fusion,
Their hearts aflame, fueled by sweet passion's infusion.

With every touch, a spark ignites,
Blazing through the depths of starry nights.
In tender whispers, secrets are confessed,
The love they share, a treasure they're blessed.

But alas, like petals dancing on the breeze,
Love's fragile petals, no guarantee of ease.
For storms may come, to test their devotion,
Yet their love prevails, an unyielding notion.

For love, dear reader, is a force so bold,
It weathers the tempest, makes hearts unfold.
In the tapestry of time, their tale is etched,
A love eternal, forever unmatched.

So let this verse, like a gentle caress,
Reside in your soul, and forever impress.
That love, dear one, has the power to endure,
To stir our hearts, and make our spirits soar. 

Tomaž Jevšenak