"Air of Eden" by Keith Richmond

In the presence of your body near,
lives the air of Eden in this place,
the sound of love is what I hear,

when I rest my hand upon your face,

the beauty of your heart and soul,
goes beyond both space and time,
as feelings cause the room to glow,
I am forced to speak in rhyme,

how doth the heart and mind conceive;
what gift from God is this,
tis' hard for mortals to perceive,
the depth of heaven's bliss,

yet here you are beside me,
and in the all of what we share,
is transcendence to what was meant to be,
a world beyond compare.


Prince of the Garden Poetry