Love Is A Garden

Love is a garden somewhere to be found Beats in their oddness and own reality Feelings that are chained or make you all free Coming again here through and close around Streets of the time they are born and living Like dices that role on their sideways Each of them something more on giving As opportunities to the moments plays Promises to keep to summoned new deal As invincible as the wretched and the meek Forward to deal its remnant fleet and feel Instances surrounding some to tweak A garden of garlands but weed plants there too Their blossoms of giving when seeds come through