I remember the day you turned red in the garden
The day pink roses bled in the garden

Golden suns swam in the fountain
Venus herself tread in the garden

Nature paused and closed her eyes
Plums and peaches wed in the garden

Sonnets were written in pampered petals
Pushkin hearts were read in the garden

Tomorrows were yearned and patiently promised
Many Forevers pled in the garden

Our lips were sealed in purple prayers
Nothing yet all was said in the garden