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[raggedmeadow]

twine climbing roses
the colour of wine
round my garden gate
to intoxicate
myself with welcome when I come home
and then alone
endless and enduring I can create
everything loving and sacred and joy-filled
this is my reality
my garden gate is open

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Comments

[flaaa_blah]

God, this is lovely.

the colour of wine
round my garden gate
to intoxicate
myself with welcome when I come home

-- That there is very very gorgeous. Both poems are. I adore the underlying optimism in them. Gah. Amazing.

♥

[flaaa_blah]

Happy birthday, sweetie! Hope you got my card. <333

xx