...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... 
THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS

AMY'S GARDENS

stop

start

suddenly
I remember
she was fourteen
turning fifteen
never kissed
never touched

starting early
starting late
time means nothing
when it's great
time means nothing
unless you wait
for the waiting
heightens senses
fuels desires
wears defenses
lighting fuses
building power
growing wonder
year's an hour

suddenly
she is waiting
she is open
turning fifteen
turning on
fear is gone

precious just begins to measure
the true value of her treasure
cherish just begins to warrant
strength of her desire's torrent

suddenly
she is loving
she is only
turning fifteen
feel the flow
letting go

suddenly
she is melting
overwhelming
and exploding
in release
passion's peace

suddenly
I remember
she was fourteen
turning fifteen
never kissed
never touched
feeling bliss




Suddenly
(Turning Fifteen)

Ric Candor    ©2001


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