The Garden of My Dreams

Roses weep for the smell of your skin and
my soul cries to feel you within
The water yurns to take your breath and
heaven hopes in your heart it’s kept
The sunlight strives to catch a glimpse of you
and I as your love hope you remain true
Can’t you see you’re loved by all of god’s
things but I am loved solely by the bee that
stings…

The Garden of My Dreams

Cisternachyli

Joined January 2008

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