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You inspire me
to be more then I possibly can
or would ever be.
Just the touch of your embrace
gently, lovingly...
raises me to the heights
of celestial heavens.
Oh love, forbid me not
to enter your garden of love.
Take pity ...for I
sojourn here so seldom,
my feet on this earth
for a short time.
Kiss me with angelic lips,
golden hair cascading
to our wet play.
Oh love, love
I can but say endlessly
I love only you.
Can'st thou believe me,
this stranger  to your land.
Come, join me.....
let us linger just awhile
in this sacred garden of love.


Kay Ekwall
copyright June 2000

Index of Poems, Songs and Short Stories


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