The Gardener Poem by Maria Mitea

The Gardener

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give me your eyes, - heart, I want,
I want to touch it with my green thumb
and grow in it a garden with flowers of all colours,
next to the garden, I will build a small, small hut,
next to the hut, I will dig a smooth, smooth river
with clear, clear water,
sip it with smooth, smooth lips
through which the nectar of your kisses flows

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