I find myself grazing deep into your eyes.
Nice set of silos you got there.
Do you combine here often?
You're so tasty, I bet you don't need a certification.
Are you as loud as your chickens?
Look at all that fertile land waiting for me.
Let me show you my magic garden.
Does your father spray pesticides? Because you look like you sprinkled down from heaven.
Are you a dozer, because I want you to plow me all night.
So, can I be your apprentice? I want to learn all about this farm to table movement.
Forget the 100 mile diet, we do the 100 yard diet.
Are you a tractor? Because you just plowed straight into my heart.
You must be fertile soil, because my heart’s ready to grow something special with you.
Are you a barn? Because I want to keep all my love stored with you.
You’re like a perfect crop—worth every ounce of effort.
Are you a scarecrow? Because you’ve got me standing still in awe.
You must be a field, because I can’t stop gazing at your beauty.
Are you fresh produce? Because you’re the pick of the season.
You’re like sunshine on my farm—you brighten every corner of my life.
Are you a hay bale? Because I’m falling for you.
You must be a farmer, because you’ve cultivated the best parts of me.
Are you a chicken? Because you’ve got me clucking for joy.
You’re the fertilizer to my dreams—making them grow bigger and better.
Are you my harvest? Because everything I’ve worked for leads to you.
You must be an irrigation system, because you keep my heart overflowing.
Are you a horse? Because you’ve galloped into my thoughts.
You must be organic, because you’re all-natural perfection.
Are you a seed? Because I see so much potential in you.
You’re the reason my crops are thriving—pure love in abundance.
Are you a wheelbarrow? Because I want to carry my feelings for you everywhere.
0
