Where the Pomegranates Grow
Where the Pomegranates Grow
Outside the city where the pomegranates grow,
Adonis I met strolling through an orchard row.
Paradise it was being with my enamored beau,
who adorned me with wildflowers from head to toe...
just outside the city where the pomegranates grow.
Youthful and carefree, we loved unabashedly,
for the gods had blessed us so abundantly.
Unbreakable was our bond and passionately,
we promised to love each other eternally...
just outside the city where the pomegranates grow.
Outside the city where the pomegranates grow,
we’d glitter like fireflies in a mystical love tableau.
Igniting cool nights with our warm golden glow,
we were twinkling stars in love forevermore...
just outside the city where the pomegranates grow.
04-23-2016
Copyright © Pandita Sietesantos | Year Posted 2016
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