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. *Honeybees, birds and blooms unfurl an enchanting spell when spring comes by here Memories waft 'neath burled rustic trellis where flowered tendrils grasp fleshly like the newness a love once tenderly embraced Songbirds in your garden sing of swooning memories rapture.., of velvet eyes,   the fragrant spicy nectar hidden within her walls                             A song of honeyed bees'  sweetest stinger, and the poignant ***** of intoxicating surrender lingers, bemused spellbound by a thorny heirloom rose Sharp beauty beloved like a blameless trap caught blissfully, breathlessly inbetween all you wish for and all your wanton needs Desire 's wellspring an unspoken passion coquet swollen buds adorn blossoming, sensual, untamed carnal grace A picture perfect natural beauty; sunlit chassé … feathered brush, demure blush dancing with basket of lace petal’d perfume For to colour a heart's blank pages rapt in the poesy a joyous ecstasy .., enrapture with rainbow's luscious taste What seems lost is but a tender vestige unfound a passing moments innocence lost to steal away like rumors of gold These silent reveries seep from a hole in my heart,   as if ripe strawberries of yore, gently weeping sweetness when pricked by a thorny rose   The ides of spring do still bleed a timeless ache onto the page ... sweet naivety stung by a mesmerizing dart to the heart Songbirds in your garden do sing of sweetest things immersed in nature's nectar blissful memories sleeping in the petals of a rose* Sung to the wind by a song sparrow — ♪ ♫...✩ ☼✩ ✩☺✩
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Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 12:08 PM UTC
Songbirds in your garden sing
. *Honeybees, birds and blooms unfurl an enchanting spell when spring comes by here Memories waft 'neath burled rustic trellis where flowered tendrils grasp fleshly like the newness a love once tenderly embraced Songbirds in your garden sing of swooning memories rapture.., of velvet eyes,   the fragrant spicy nectar hidden within her walls                             A song of honeyed bees'  sweetest stinger, and the poignant ***** of intoxicating surrender lingers, bemused spellbound by a thorny heirloom rose Sharp beauty beloved like a blameless trap caught blissfully, breathlessly inbetween all you wish for and all your wanton needs Desire 's wellspring an unspoken passion coquet swollen buds adorn blossoming, sensual, untamed carnal grace A picture perfect natural beauty; sunlit chassé … feathered brush, demure blush dancing with basket of lace petal’d perfume For to colour a heart's blank pages rapt in the poesy a joyous ecstasy .., enrapture with rainbow's luscious taste What seems lost is but a tender vestige unfound a passing moments innocence lost to steal away like rumors of gold These silent reveries seep from a hole in my heart,   as if ripe strawberries of yore, gently weeping sweetness when pricked by a thorny rose   The ides of spring do still bleed a timeless ache onto the page ... sweet naivety stung by a mesmerizing dart to the heart Songbirds in your garden do sing of sweetest things immersed in nature's nectar blissful memories sleeping in the petals of a rose* Sung to the wind by a song sparrow — ♪ ♫...✩ ☼✩ ✩☺✩
If only now in dreams of yore a sky full of stars shine brighter, a garden of flowers fragrance more pungent, and songbirds in your garden from yesteryear sing tantalizingly more beautiful ..., when you were near .
wildisthewind
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Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 12:08 PM UTC
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