My sweetheart is my secret garden
My sweetheart is my walled garden
My sweetheart, my private spring
There my soul unite with his and flourish
There i soar without a wing into blissfulness
There i found succor from the uncertain around me
There is where peace is wind around my skin
My sweetheart, my sweet dreams
My sweetheart, my reality
My sweetheart, my ray in the dark
Mountaintop is our footsteps to the heavens
There, our spirit dances with out a drum
My sweetheart is sweet to my soul
My sweetheart is freedom in retrospect
I love this poem its really good. You sound like you really love someone.
I am so glad you have a sweetheart which causes you to write such sweet poetry... Love gives one a spring in the step, makes you sing such beautiful ballads such as these...
An insightful depiction of a loving relationship - a voyage of pure bliss, elegantly brought forth from the heart. Lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing Blessing and do remain enriched.
Oh, Cripes! Whose is your sweetheart! A great message and well drafted and crafted poem. I wonder in boundless amazement to read these poetic line........ 'My sweetheart, my reality My sweetheart, my ray in the dark Mountaintop is our footsteps to the heavens There, our spirit dances with out a drum' Two thumps up - one to appreciate the beauty of the poem and yet another to pat the shoulder of the poet. Well done! With many wishes to the poet cheers!
Yes that person can be regarded as every thing who makes one's heart sweet.nice
i soar without a wing...most beautiful sentiment :) i loves this poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. Theres nothing better than love. Great write. May i invite you to read my poem called dreams of a child.