Your Garden
Who would have known,
that such beautiful flowers,
could grow from a place darkness?
Yet these flowers sprouted out of your pain and suffering.
I walk breathlessly through your garden,
inhaling the heady aroma.
I listen to words spoken,
feeling the gentle touch tickle my ears.
When I see the color of your dreams,
my heart celebrates your magnificence.
My rejuvinated spirit rises with your scent,
Still I am securely tethered by your roots.
You cradle me in delicate petals,
giving security to my soul.
I lay down upon your soil,
listening to your flowers whispering.
Your moisture,
soaks into my skin.
Your essence lives within my pores.
There is a rhythm,
for you are organic,
ever changing,
subtle and bold.
You are both serene and demanding!
I am constantly surprised,
as you transform before my eyes.
You are my oasis of softness.
You are my place of comfort and renewal.
The rebirth of my joy,
a safe haven beyond life's storms.
Yours is a magical Garden,
blooming in all seasons.
I will tend to your garden,
removing the weeds,
watering and nurturing your seeds.
Let me luxuriate in your soil,
for I long to be your source of light.
Let me filter through your atmosphere.
For should I live a million years
Not once would I ever wish,
to leave your garden.
Dedicated to my Sweetie
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