your secret garden
l have entered
and picked the fruit
left hanging on your soul
and now l am tasting
you with my mind heart spirit
plum desires
herbal needs....
sights of your ebony streams
capture me
poetry is being spoken to me-
divinely written by your essence...
immerse me with all
your woman
until you see an overflow
of your will
may it flow to the
meadow until it reaches the hill
until all the secret passages
of your garden are revealed..
l have entered
and picked the fruit
left hanging on your soul
and now l am tasting
you with my mind heart spirit
plum desires
herbal needs....
sights of your ebony streams
capture me
poetry is being spoken to me-
divinely written by your essence...
immerse me with all
your woman
until you see an overflow
of your will
may it flow to the
meadow until it reaches the hill
until all the secret passages
of your garden are revealed..