Gardener of My Heart

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Place: Office (oops)
Time: 11am

He showered my heart
with drops of Love
a garden, shy at first,
even resistant;
slowly but surely
blossoming to fullest.
His desire, my heart.

My Lover and my God
Lover of my soul
gentle and tender.
He tends to
the garden of my heart.

Love so delicate and nourishing,
A Love that draws me out;

A Love that builds.
Love delights in me.


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