It was a garden...
cold and barren when you discovered it....
the beauty beneath the winter...
Hidden not from your gaze....
spring breathed into it's soul...
by your want...
the seeds planted...
Lovingly tended...
Day by Day more....
moist soil welcoming your passions...
the heat of your love...
encouragement found in your touch...
surrender to your care...
sprouting...
growing....
spreading....under your love...
Your touch warm rain...
exploring the blossom...
encouraging soft petals to open...
to your passion....
each day feeding it....
your tenderness...
your need...
 

Decreasing interest...
Beauty no longer held in awe....
The nourishing rays of passion wane...
the chill of fall settling over...
tender blossoms...
reach for the glory...
the splendor....
ache for the yearnings once felt for their beauty..
crave to be Your joy... 
then surrender...
whither.....
each petal dry....
denied attentions...
cold seeping into the soul...
death to passion that raged....
once so freely...
each petal folding in upon itself...
closing....
hiding desire...
the garden fades.....
Winter once more....

kali