The Garden
Watching you
Is like looking out the window
To see a garden in the desert.
Butterflies and fragrant flowers
Danca among the beauty of
Your peaceful spirit.
Longing for a chance
To feel your silky hair
Between my fingers.
Wishing you and I
Were one, not two
The way I feel
When I'm watching you.
8-3-09
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