When we love the one that take us where no other dared...THAT is a Pleasure Garden
It never ceases to amaze me
The way you make me feel
You know me better
Than I know myself
You know just where
To touch me
To take me to such heights
You know my secret places
That only you have found
My love for you
It’s endless, a miracle
In itself
The mention of your name
Makes me miss you so
And the sound of your voice
Oh the sound of your voice
Makes me want you
More than you know
I find my mind wandering
All throughout my day
Always to the place
Where you take me away
To our secret pleasure garden
The place where lovers meet
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Reviews of "Pleasure Garden"
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on September 14, 2011
Ain't nothing like taking a stroll down the exciting and always eventful Pleasure Garden. Written well.
A story set in 10 years time where two bodies are found in the river NITH in Dumfries, south west Scotland. One is a blind musician and police informant while the other is Poppy, a young girl. It brings Mark and Carla together with different views i