Blossoms of Love: A Seoulful Longing

In the realm of dreams, a city resides,

Seoul, a place where my heart abides.

Though I've never wandered its streets so fair,

Love for this city, beyond compare.

A curious notion begins to grow,

Can one adore a city they do not know?

But in my soul, a longing takes hold,

A yearning, a tale yet to be told.

Am I a ghost, a Korean gone by,

Whispering memories, a gentle sigh?

With a smile, I ponder this thought anew,

A love unrequited, both old and new.

Join me, my love, on a path of delight,

Where cherry blossoms paint petals so bright.

Stroll with me, as the Han river flows,

In the moonlit night, let our dreams transpose.

Venture forth, to Jeju's enchanting isle,

Daegu's secrets, let us explore awhile.

In Busan's embrace, let our spirits roam free,

Witness the beauty, how Korean hearts decree.

Through the lens of my camera's embrace,

I capture fragments of this wondrous place.

In a coffee shop's whispers, tales unfold,

Shared conversations, treasures untold.

As autumn arrives, painting nature's way,

Maple leaves dancing, a vibrant display.

In their descent, I seek a love unknown,

A heart's desire, a seed yet unsown.

With pen in hand, I inscribe my emotions,

In ink and verse, my heart's pure devotion.

Until the day dawns when I shall see,

Seoul's tender warmth, meant just for me.

So let my words bind us, across the divide,

A love for a city, forever tied.

For can a person love a city so much?

Oh, Seoul, my dear, your allure I clutch.

And as the pages turn, my love, you'll find,

My heart beats for Seoul, forever entwined.

Until we meet, in the city's embrace,

I'll pen my love, each line, each trace.