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Secret Garden ...

It is a secret garden Where the poppies
flirt with blueberries
Mingled with flowers wildest
Refusing to be wise

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It is a secret garden Where fly
our kisses
In the depths of our caresses
In a whisper full of promise

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It is a secret garden
Home to our hearts burning
I caress your starry eyes
Who we slipped into this night of lust
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It is a secret garden Where
desire animates our bodies eager
Of your skin will keep my lips taste
My memory of our spirit shudders
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It is a secret garden
where you alone have the key
one that leads to
depths of my soul, my body, my heart
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You the guard who scans my fears ...



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