in the garden
MY ROSE
I reminisce the first kiss
From Melrose my dear rose
It made my blood cold like ice
It gave my heart a minute pose
Holding her tight and close
She loves leaning on my little chest
Wrapped around with my tender arms
I dream we never part until at last
I fear to lose my rose my Queen
Colligated, me and her now make one
This love made me insane
I’m sure she’s the chosen one
She’s my magic rose
The kind with ever smiling petals
With a sensation that never drops
In my loving arms
That’s where her peace reigns
Around her presence
My insecurities are with fears
Falling in love I thought it wrong
But now my heart has a love song
Lyrics to all unknown
Known only to her alone
She’s has magical ears
My magic dear rose
The only one who knows
My sweet soul’s silent musings
With words I can’t explain enough
What’s the other way to say of love
Be in my soul and see your self
I will remain the same for ages
My love for you is true
Like the sky it never changes
Always and will ever be blue
I surrender my life, to you i give
All the days i will protect this love
I will live
Like a guardian Angel to make you believe
That all is under, you’re above
I will love you now
I will love you then
I will love you like when
our love was two days old
So come closer my rose
Let’s dance to out love tunes
Known to only our souls
And make the world our love to praise
Come let’s give hope to doubting souls
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Come lets show that true love exists
by H D Mleya
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
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I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud by William Wordsworth
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the trees are singing hymns of gregarious grace
including me in their harmonious worship
shades-of-violet hydrangea snowballs shyly peek out from forest green camouflage
wanting to tell their easy going secrets
summer days bunch in humid bouquets of passionate colors
though we’re all slightly wilted in this heat
longing for a bit of chill
the evening falls down in shades of blues and whites
then cinematically the rainbow reel begins to turn
catching our collective breathing in this wonder-as-we-wander show of colors quickly changing
reflecting all its magical up-in-the-air business in the mirrored surface on the water below
as-above-so-below reflections of pure beauty
but for now, light plays electric games
intertwining within the trees empty spaces above black silhouettes
creating living, breathing, stained-glass-type masterpieces down each darkening dead-end street
then it all graciously surrenders to nights call with such tender sky streaking eloquence
having complete peace with its natural disappearance
everything spoken loudly with no verbal cues
I see love everywhere
my soulful eyes touching these freely given moments
I wholeheartedly admit, am full-smitten with this messy, beauty-full world
recklessly giving my heart without any hesitation to is flaunting desire to be wild and ramble free-
changing every moment
ever on and on
my heart beat keeps time
my steps lead me through emptied streets
winding my way home
to my bed of quilts and comforts
now I lay me down
with no more miles to go
my ever rambling conversation – this thing named ‘Prayer’
with this best friend of mine,
this love I know so well, is,
as it is most frequently,
one of extravagant thanks
I am kept
I am loved
I am enough
this I know for sure
💐
Amy Lloyd