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Eternity in your Garden
Treading through your perfumed garden,
I would give my eternity.
Your bountiful ripe fruit,
succulent to the tongue,
you give freely to me.
Long, smooth stems accentuate
the beauty of your blossom.
The soft, blushing petals,
of your precious flower,
do invite my attentions.
It's nectar draws me in like a hummingbird,
to taste it's wonders.
It's fragrance, sweet as ambrosia,
beckons me to stay.
Eternity is far to short a time for me
to truly explore, and give the deserved respect,
to your perfect garden.
I would give my eternity.
Your bountiful ripe fruit,
succulent to the tongue,
you give freely to me.
Long, smooth stems accentuate
the beauty of your blossom.
The soft, blushing petals,
of your precious flower,
do invite my attentions.
It's nectar draws me in like a hummingbird,
to taste it's wonders.
It's fragrance, sweet as ambrosia,
beckons me to stay.
Eternity is far to short a time for me
to truly explore, and give the deserved respect,
to your perfect garden.
Published 29th Apr 2013
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29th Apr 2013 8:56pm
This could have been the reply of the Lover to the Beloved's words (Song of Songs chapter 4 v 16:
"...Blow on my garden, that its fragrance may spread abroad. Let my lover come into his garden and taste its choice fruits."
"...Blow on my garden, that its fragrance may spread abroad. Let my lover come into his garden and taste its choice fruits."
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2nd Apr 2015 7:32am
Gorgeous! The descriptions just POP! Thank you, dear, for this work of art.
~Stormi~
~Stormi~
