gardenview

An underground nook where I tuned into You.
A tunnel of love where rainwater flooded and winters froze us through.
 Garden view o garden view a humbling pad I once knew gone are the plans we once knew of memories of hot baths and wine glasses askew.

Your rooms aroma of lavender vanilla and secret compartments were wicked and askew.

Garden view o garden view
You're flower beds were leveled with my head calling windowsills it was not rain water floods that I dreaded. It was the cold winter nights that kept me in flight to wander the gym along the city streets of the dark laughing night.