March 9, 2013 5:11 pm EST

From a past near forgotten
You transcend time and space
Reacquainted in passing
Your beauty awaits

What once was pure myst'ry
Might now be revealed
As we hear the soft knowing
And feel what we feel

Come into my garden
And smell the black rose
Dive into the passion
And find your repose

Type: Poetry

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