Honeysuckle and night jasmine..........mollys garden
the garden is aglow
with the moon shining,
through the bower
of honeysuckle.
giving a bright aura,
in a darkened night,
in mollys garden.
in the dense of passion flower,
the creeper of krishnas love
entwined hearts,
of all lovers dwell.
as the night unfolds
the blue water lily,
spreads its petals,
eager to touch the
moon beams.
the flowers and me awaiting
for the nightscape......
to be over.
in such an hour of joy,
my heart quivers, and skips a beat.....
many a night,
i have laid awake,
thinking about her, ,
and her unflinging passion for beauty.
days have gone by,
flowers have bloomed and withered,
humming birds and bees,
have sucked nectar to their fill.
yet a longing remains in my heart
to hug molly in her garden.