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IsabelleSkye
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since 1999-06-27
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0 posted 1999-08-27 08:30 AM


you promised me a garden, a place for love to grow
you said you'll fence it with tender kisses
circled with daisies and lilies and smiles
with your two hands, in a gift of love
you'll fashion a spot to dream away the days
a secluded lover's haven, just for you, just for me

a place where nature rules with free hand
butterflies and bees, roses and apple trees
all grown in wild abandon, left to natures care
but with a gentle guiding hand from time to time

you promised a bed of columbines
tended by your own loving hand
grown with such gentle care
you know they're my favorite flower

your fingers tug at mine
guiding me through fragrant summer blooms
across garden path, to a secret spot
(X marks the spot on our heart's map)
you bid me close my eyes, a special gift I shall see
honeysuckle perfume fills the heavy air
my ears hear the hum of bees
my feet feel soft moss carpet beneath
I can sense the serenity of this place
as you lead me gently forward
and settle me upon plush seat
and bade me look around

my eyes open in rapturous wonder
as this scenery unfolds, the red of the trumpet vine
crawling over a rough hewn pergola, under which I am sat
hummingbirds zoom by in a wicked competition
for these bright red blooms, as bees buzz sleepily about

your hand extends to mine, as you ask for this dance
we move our bodies to the song of the birds singing
with the bees joining in a rapturous chorus
we dance so slow, in the dappled shade
as you press your lips to mine



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"I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself,
than to be crowded on a velvet cushion."
.....Henry David Thoreau

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INclan
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since 1999-07-20
Posts 1024
Indiana, USA
1 posted 1999-08-27 09:24 AM


Thank you for posting....a dream we all have. That quiet safe place where love and fullfillment can grow. Although I admit my walls are not covered with flowers. I do like the columbine.
Colin
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 596
Callington, Cornwall, England
2 posted 1999-08-27 03:47 PM


mmm beautiful! And of course.... A bench for us to sit on, on those still autumn nights, to watch the full moon slowly drift accross the starry sky *8)

and.... the herb garden in a little tucked away corner (wink wink)

Love, Eric.

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I believe in fairy tales but then I'm just a silly romantic, what do I know?

Nan
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since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191
Cape Cod Massachusetts USA
3 posted 1999-08-27 04:54 PM


You always make me smile inside, Izzy....
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