Blended together in the painting of our savage garden
Red turns Blue & Fire burns the truth
Of an existing love most pure
Devoured by the weeds of your lashes
Now feels like rising from ashes
Meanwhile, one embrace delighted us with quince jelly spices
In the middle of the secret savage garden
build with love dust & face-kiss powder
I return to you as never
more savage, more clever
to harvest plum trees and make raspberry sundae
looking sexy, blushed briefly
beating drums, body jam
Over the grass ...
leaving behind the past
Now and ever, leave me never
Keep your mind savage
& brave heart wherever
blended with mine
By D.S.D
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