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Bold curvatious joy 
sprung from the fountain 
of a heart once baren 
Baren like the dust-ridden 
unknown lands of heart, 
now lovingly sculptured by the 
eternal gardener in you 
Your love, the life-giving 
source carefully, timorously 
 sprinkled on me night and day. 
Careful as not to allow 
my jealous, envious nature 
of patches green, 
to overgrow the fiery-red 
poppies of passion 
My weeds of love’s resistance 
proclaimed in cactus bushes 
Replaced, renewed 
You strengthened my roots 
of insecurities, removed my impurities 
My garden now filled 
with an intoxicated bliss 
The sweet smells of all 
four seasons 
Heart pegged in smiles 
of ice lilies, carnations and 
your sunflowers kisses. 
How beautiful this garden 
of Eva must be…..

Garden of Eva