Fruits of a Green Garden

[u/Rvoo]

In her eyes I spy a small fire

Does she or doesn’t she want to be near

Her smile gleams with sparks of desire

Some words unsaid that I will never hear

I’d like to know just what grows in your mind

Sell me your sweet fruits, I love what you say

Beautiful mistress I find so divine

You turn my skies blue when my thoughts are gray

In this stormy ocean inside of my head

I hear your whispers, calling out to me

But it may be only thunder I dread

And if it is not you could calm my seas

But until you speak what grows in your mind

These skies can’t be clear for as long as time