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Sacred Garden
By HattoriHanzo
A touch so soothing to the soul
I gently fall in to you where in this hole I make my home.
You speak to me from toothless lips,
No need for words to fill in conversations left alone.
A sweet surrender in to your sacred garden
Damp is the soil churned upon your hallowed ground
Like the bud does bloom you too shall come about
Fresh is the fruit from your blessed branches the seasons bring around.
A place I yearn to feel again
Where with this flower I will forever nurture close
Warm and dark like a bed of down
This carnal communication, speechless as the ghost.
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© 2007 HattoriHanzo
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A former member wrote:
when i read poetry i tend to feel the words and not so much as see them. and i felt the sweetness of this one
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On Tuesday, February 13, 2007, Drea
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wrote:
You had some good lines.. I think my favorite was.. "Fresh is the fruit from your blessed branches the seasons bring around." Write on.
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