"Untitled 20"
Nurture my secret garden..
I yearn to be touched by the sun..
pollinated by seeds of love..
Hovering over my field..
plowing me with its' happiness..
Cleansing my roots..
allow my branches to touch you..
Come sit under the willow tree with me..
A sanctuary of shade..
with its flirtatious breeze..
embrace daisy faces..
planting honey dew kisses on your cheek each day..
Thorns lay still in the wake of your pruning..
giving way to a glorious bloom..Where tear drops transform into raindrops..
watering unwithered carnation crimson petals..
They carry the aroma of emotion in the wind..
prosperous elongated stems unpicked..
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By Lisa Roberts
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