Alone in a hidden garden I spoke
a soft word to a God unseen and dreamed a
dream of longing and desire ignited to
fire the pistons of a hurting heart I
start at the burst of flames that
claims yet
refrains
from devouring the
flowering birth of my spiritual awakening
shaking from the moment you came
to cover all that was and is and is to come
some of me wonders at the blunders forgiven I am
driven to say something more and
explore all you have made in the
shade of a secret place I long to see the
face of my lover...
H. D'Elia
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