By B.K.
Date: 2002 Aug 18
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A Good Ole Gal's Garden of Love

These words
Are not wash away
Love letters
Drawn in sand
They are written
Slowly into time
Seeded and grown
Deep within your soul
So that every time
You close your eyes
Or allow yourself to feel
You can hear
The Dixie Chick's singing
(They do back up for me)
And feel me
Doing a two step
Up and down your spine
(You thought this was going to be mushy didn’t you?)