My Flower

Flower In the midst of a rainbow And a shower Cupid is dancing in the snow Birds in your heart Singing a tune of love yet apart O' my flower I will not dismay Your choice to aspiration is a sway Sit and listen to the poem of mine One from a core lost to a fine Smiling and joyous having you attentive At dawn it will all be a need-to-hear narrative Doesn't the thought of it just bring satisfaction? That love right now at this point is but just an Abbreviation Oh my flower... Dim away from a futile love so romantic yet sour Your smile illumes sunlight at morn When it bounces of my face like a newer-form I too find it hard not to smile Your beauty glows brighter when i wither O flower my heart beats in the cold frost Like metal unable to shift nor twig yet so lost But joyous and glorious it becomes when yours become In ways humane and somewhat sane you're Indifferent to most, unique to some But as far as my eyes can see It is just you to me My flower blooming in a cage of despair Into a celestial form beautiful and fair My heart races alone in deep beats of songs, And lone my tears fall with no wall to pause the cause, Flower you're not mine and of that I am aware But for you to be... sadly it will render you impair.