They climb a garden wall
That is so very high,
And all the flowers there within
Reach up fair petals to the sky.
A sanctuary for two lovers
Thick bows of canopy overhead;
To dapple the dew sweet heather,
Where they make their passion bed;
They meet in love's sweet shadow
Where time has no real power
And somehow fit eternity,
Planting secrets in their garden
If only for an hour.
SMG 2012
A lovely poem She :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Aaran. It was for a friend's birthday :-)
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