Her Bloom

Submerged in our shallow conversation because your beautiful petals intoxicate my existence You become more beautiful with every waking day and every close of the eyes of night She has a bouquet of beauty with the scent of forever And her aura flows through me only to stay like a flowery motif Every day I gave her a rose because her bloom helped me to grow and it was the least I could do to let her know Even as your petals start to wilt I will still love you more than the day before and the months before those years I’m infatuated with floral print because the flowers remind me of you…soft, beautiful, aging like the finest wine, your everlasting bloom p.s. you are a rose I wish would last forever…