With love I see,
your beautiful heart covered in thorns,
your painful imperfections that strikes the heart of all.
You perfumed the air with your sweet musky scent,
singing sultry songs of warmth with a glow showcasing your colors,
bathing us anew with your beauty,
your whirl of creamy velvety petals under the soft light
A melodious song gathers in my soul as your petals blooms and what flows from my lips is a symphony long held inside.
You don't need words to announce your arrival,
you just bloom and grace us with your unique beauty
Love speaks in Flowers,
Truth requires thorns!
© ezejenny