Poetry By JackiePa
Garden By The Sea
I know a place where sea roses grow,
Cascading down the cliffs to the rocks below.
Wild flowers blooming on the ground,
The crashing surf makes a deafening sound.
There's a scent of honeysuckle in the air,
A seagulls cry is always there.
A breathtaking view, an artist's dream,
to fill a poet's soul with words that gleam.
Cliffs so high you can touch the moon,
And far below secluded dune.
Sheltered by grass so tall
A place for lovers, a natural wall.
Take my hand and follow me
to a garden by the sea.
Stay with me throughout the night,
hold me close til dawns first light.
Climb down with me to the beach,
The darkened trail can still be reached.
The path I know, it's deep inside ,
Stay close to me, let me guide.
Walk with me along the sand,
Feel the softness of my hand.
Share the secrets in your soul
what's your passion, I want to know.
Lips as soft as sultry wine,
Two bodies touch and then entwine.
Hear the beat of an untamed heart,
Feel the throbbing begin to start.
Eyes lock in pools so deep,
Lips moving but cannot speak.
Two souls blend, two hearts surge,
Two bodies touch then joyfully merge.
They came together on God's green earth,
Nourished their souls, a time for rebirth.
When they awake in the morning sun,
It's time to part, the night is done.
Take my hand and follow me
to my garden by the sea.
Stay with me throughout the night,
hold me close til dawn's first light.
When I awoke, I was alone,
There was no beach, I was at home.
It was only a dream created by me,
but I took you to my garden by the sea.
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