I am his garden.
He planted his seed in me.
He made my soil moist.

I tingled from him.
He shook me with his thunder,
Until his rains felled.

I absorbed his love.
He fertilized my grounds...
With ultimate joy.

His seed sprung forth life.
My earth produced his children...
Hope manifested.



~j :spin:

spun from earth beauty
every drop da flower rise
to sunshine within

I was, but fallowed
Before love’s cultivation
The harvest wrought completion

UPPIN THIS BEAUTY
LIKE BEDDED ROSES WITHIN
EACH FLOWER GROWING

the prize flower plucked
a bud sopping up waters
bloomin in the light

She can plant her seed
in my bedded soul as is
water my love's bloom

What joy I'm given!!!
Yea he had not forgotten
The seeds of 04.


Thanks for bringing this back Rich...all the way from 2004:glasses: