Desert and Loss

Year after year in the sun we would shower. Nature and children would bloom us a flower. A offspring of inseminate mother that wasn't sown. Queen she will be for i would give her all i own. My darling my love i would want more than an hour. Earth and heaven in glade they bestow, On earth under bower her kindle she would know. Her balm athletic fawn makes a calm sunrise. Her perish stabbed a paining heart of cries. Not only that but her mother left unknown.