Love Garden Poem by Josey Alfred

I grew up in a fertile field
All called me lily of the wild.
My growing days were golden rich,
I grew up bright, without a hitch.

All eyes caressed my sensual curves,
I felt it good inflamed my verve.
With glowing eyes I smiled, still calm!
They hailed me with indulging charm.

A swarm of buzzing bees flew in,
Slowly they swam past me, I grin
And soon a handsome naughty bee!
He flew to me, with loving glee.

He danced swiftly and touched me light,
So warm his touch, it roused delight,
I felt it sweet my eyes grew bright,
He took my hand, I felt delight.

I lost my sense, his magic touch,
His tipsy wine imbibed, I much!
My soul in swoon I lay, fulfilled,
I knew not when the poacher fled?

I felt too hurt, forlorn female
My taste now sour I felt so stale!
No one would want, a face too pale,
Or want a bosom, sagging now stale.

I knew none would take me, his own!
Or will pick a flower, now worn.
Forlorn I felt, yet waited, for long,
But none come to take me along.

A sad maid came to pluck blooms bright,
To adorn her lovers copse a final gift!
I pleaded her to pick me, unhurt,
And place me close, to lover’s heart.

Oh! What it matters, now to me?
Forlorn a life I lived like lame
My seeds may grow, and show by life
It is no charm, but love gives life.
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