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The tree of life was blooming still
in deep eternal love
the very garden kept by faith
developed by the dove

I saw you weeping as you held
my roses to your heart
we walked as one out through the gate
together and apart

You wash my face, I'll comb your hair
until the day I die
still making love withouth the need
of ever asking why

I cannot say I've done my best
and even if I had
I could not beat the shades of life
who strove to make you sad

But baby, could I have this dance
the moon's so very bright
this wreck of flesh is given wings
for one more sensous flight

Woah! Peter!

This is absolutely fabulous! With real Beauty and Heart.

In the 4th stanza, where you wrote "strieved", did you mean 'strove'?

A truly wonderful poem.

Love & Light,
~ Makera

Hi makera

thanks for the correction. My english unfurls like a penguin in a trapeze.

Peter

trying to picture that....it cracked me up! Just keep a safety net handy

~ Makera

This speaks so beautifully of what I woud call 'true love,' Peter. Amongst many, some favourite lines:

"still making love without the need
of ever asking why"

"this wreck of flesh is given wings
for one more sensous flight"

Truly beautiful, Peter.

~ Elizabeth