..the gift of you..

Your words they leave me speechless
As you carry me away
To a far off place that's shielded
From many cares of the day.

Your words are a magic carpet
That I float upon so free,
You sooth me with your loving balm
Not a care in the world for me.

Your words are like choice morsels
To feast on
And to savor,
As we travel

To the Garden of Love
Where all is well
And all is joy --
A special secret garden.

The Garden of You,
The Garden of Me,
The Garden of Hope,
Where we both can be.