My love for you is in the most tender way, against sea breezes from where the four winds blow, against the sands, you are my comforter, lover, the meaning to my life and the answer to my prayers and my anchor and I will call you Cymru.
Thus this unidentifiable source of comfort is always present and I love your mind and thoughts and even not knowing where you begin or where I end, or whether we’re against the mossy stones on the shores of this beloved Wales.
Where the blackberry grows wild, or in the beautiful songs you write that elevate my mind, calling to me.
I know you through your music, thoughts and the stories you tell.
You are nature to me, you just are and in the softest way, in the most tender way as my tears blends in the quill ink deep within the roots of my heart within the lyrics.
And in this place I know you are there; this beautiful boy who makes me be better than I am. You are the wonder of my life and of this place. You are my Cymru and the real meaning of my existence. I love you Cymru.