My Hearts Garden
Crafts loves this is a mystery I see
I didn’t know I suffer the same fate
I too have a garden, mahogany
Vines twist rocks onyx and alabaster
Oaks and ember leaves in zeal flutter light
Azure sky cast a mirror reflection below
Teardrop in the serene meadow this day
Ripples it all a sepulcher tomb gray
I want to know beauty but lack the view
My breast beat is this and this is charcoal
I can’t write gardens like you, I lack hue
That’s why this place is a cemetery
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