THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS
AMY'S GARDENS
and you were the deepest nobody came close to you were the truth beyond all of the lies never before had I felt the feeling you were the one who opened my eyes before you there was fantasy and fairy tales to comfort me you made all of that so real you taught me how to feel with Spring came the first of May our eyes met and all else went away the search for meaning was done our lips met, we became one and you were the deepest nobody came close to you were the truth beyond all of the lies never before had I felt the feeling you were the one who closed my eyes before you there was fantasy and fairy tales to comfort me you made all of that so real you taught me how to feel each fall brings december first insatiable hunger and thirst longing for the soul I lost on that day I learned loves cost passion burns, ashes to ashes light and heat for life or death love returns all it is given first to final breath and you were the deepest nobody came close to you were the truth beyond all of the lies never before had I felt the feeling you were the one... each Spring brings the first of May December First Ric Candor ©2000 (if you came from heartbeats)  EMAIL
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