In the garden of thoughts, where wild dreams grow,
I wander with Whitman, where love’s rivers flow.
Beneath the whispering leaves, our spirits entwine,
In verses of longing, our hearts redefine.

Through echoes of time, his voice calls to me,
In the cadence of waves, in the dance of the sea.
Each line a caress, a gentle embrace,
In the vastness of love, we find our place.

With every heartbeat, his passion ignites,
In the glow of the moon, on starry nights.
He paints with words, a tapestry grand,
Uniting souls across the land.

In the silence of dawn, his presence remains,
In the warmth of the sun, in soft summer rains.
Forever inspired by his tender art,
Walt Whitman’s love lives on in my heart.