On a hot summer night where the moisture glistens off the petals of the azaleas we clench to this Southern sauna

A rainbow of flowers tickles our skin as we dance across the gateway to the forest
Painted red as a rose, the bridge guides us through the murky water as the heron guards us from the ghosts of plantation past

A mystical world all around

Magnolia Gardens, a breathing novel of boy loves girl narrated over centuries
This is an evolving tale of passion in a Garden in Eden so splendid

Your golden curls compliment the blue Southern skies as you tilt your head for one soft gentle kiss
Subtle breasts hug my chest
Candied lips embrace my weak soul

We are but pawns on this chess board of nature moving to a journey of emancipated devotion

A journey to a great abyss; a vast unknown
Leaving behind the curiosity of innocence for the lustful quenching of our affection

Through the distance the plantation home calls us
Words of yesteryear calling us to dinner
To hear the sound of mother’s voice

In fondness we remember

I pick a flower
It calls you
In your hair the color sparkles

With a smile of a Southern angel, I look to your eyes and see to the essence of your being
Like a spy, I peak inside a warm place so inviting
I am complete

Now with a single step together, we embrace our nows and look to a future where the sun brightens our spirits