Passion%C3%AF%C2%BF%C2%BDs Garden

by

Sunnyone

The garden gate is open, love,
and there I wait for you_
Within the walls, the roses climb,
and all are kissed by dew_

I’m waiting by a trickling stream,
with sunlight dancing there_
And songbirds high above
are filling up the morning air_

All around me, roses grow,
and lilacs add their scent_
Wild orchids bloom and never fade_
For lover’s eyes, they’re meant_

And as I wait on grassy knoll.
I smell a fragrance sweet_
It’s coming from the Scottish heather,
blooming at my feet!

The sun is high above,
and dancing gently on my skin_
As I lie in wait for you,
I listen to the wind_

It brings your voice back to my ear,
I hear you call my name_
Upon my heart, your sound will be
forevermore ingrained_

You’re standing at the garden gate_
I’m waiting just inside_
And now the hand of fate will choose,
what love cannot decide_

You step inside the open gate_
within the trellis fence_
My eyes meet yours, and deep inside,
I know I’ve met my Prince_

Our love has found this Passion Garden,
where our hearts can go_
And if we tend it faithfully,
our love can surely grow_

In Passion’s Garden, love can grow
with nothing left to chance_
The gate is always open_
To the hearts that seek romance_

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