My body is a garden,
My soul a swimming pool,
My mind a deep black pit of doubt,
And all this is for you.
And in the garden, you plant seeds,
With a kiss on my lips,
Or your breath upon my cheek.
Your hugs all leave me feeling weak,
My body is a garden.
And in the pool you like to swim,
Or float on rafts of joy.
And in the pool you’ll always stay,
If you’re a dream I wont awake,
My soul is like a pool.
And now you have the pit of doubt,
Of which you try to ease.
You nurse it like it has the flu,
Erasing doubts of me and you,
My minds a pit of doubt.
But then the truth shines ever there,
Deep in my heart, is Love.
Love that blooms for you, my dear,
Ill never stray, ill stay right here,
Because I do love you.
Nov 6, 2012
Nov 6, 2012 at 2:48 AM UTC
My body is a garden,
My soul a swimming pool,
My mind a deep black pit of doubt,
And all this is for you.
And in the garden, you plant seeds,
With a kiss on my lips,
Or your breath upon my cheek.
Your hugs all leave me feeling weak,
My body is a garden.
And in the pool you like to swim,
Or float on rafts of joy.
And in the pool you’ll always stay,
If you’re a dream I wont awake,
My soul is like a pool.
And now you have the pit of doubt,
Of which you try to ease.
You nurse it like it has the flu,
Erasing doubts of me and you,
My minds a pit of doubt.
But then the truth shines ever there,
Deep in my heart, is Love.
Love that blooms for you, my dear,
Ill never stray, ill stay right here,
Because I do love you.
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