Twilight
In my heart a secret garden grows,
fragrant flowers of lavender and rose.
Many other scents too many to write,
carry my heart to you each night.
Hold onto this our romantic delight
as day break comes, they all take flight.
For what we have is ours to share --
phantom words, but you're not there.
fragrant flowers of lavender and rose.
Many other scents too many to write,
carry my heart to you each night.
Hold onto this our romantic delight
as day break comes, they all take flight.
For what we have is ours to share --
phantom words, but you're not there.
posted by nanaursula @ 2:31 PM
1 Comments:
At 4:53 PM,
Roland R. Ruiz said…
Ursula, another beautiful poem that is written from a heart that is full of love, you show this so well in the words you use, to describe your feelings in a garden that resides your love. If only every garden could produce what your words convey. What peace this world would have. Thanks for sharing a poem of love that tranverse an ocean, but just a heartbeat away..........Roland....
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