The smell of Gardenia's permeate
her senses and she has no defenses
against the dreams of him holding
her as they converse in whispers
in-between the nibbles and kisses
working themselves into a state
of such arousal many times they
can't wait to go into the bedroom
so they make love in the garden
on a bed of sumptuous soft grass

she becomes moist with memories
until through softly falling tears
 his visage fades into the eons
of yesterday's where she spends
all her days alone,while he travels
the unknown having chosen a solo path
she can't follow so she's left to wallow
in loneliness which is excrutiating
when the Gardenia's bloom and her
beautiful garden turns to gloom
where these memories derail the joy
she used to feel leaving her insides
to bleed with her need for him

etw~