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Lover’s Garden (poem)

Updated on March 31, 2017

Within our garden born of love we stroll

There to delight in fanciful display

Exotic flower your beauty to extol

Amidst rich kisses there to drift away

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Was caring hands which lead us to its shape

And minds in flight that frolicked in its form

Its scent of jasmine frees us to escape

While blankets of bright flowers keep us warm

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Though winter’s woe tries knocking at its door

And envious pests come licking their lost lips

Loose winds that were not satisfied before

Our garden holds to all these little nips

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Again the doors of lover’s garden close

So we may freely romp before repose

Music only

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      Louise Powles 3 weeks ago from Great Yarmouth

      Yes, the scent of jasmine does free us to escape. I love the smell of jasmine. The music is lovely, I enjoyed listening to that.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 weeks ago from Riga, Latvia

      So beautiful. Enjoyed.

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