Your Flower

From a tower , a real flower... falls to me producing power, ........................... In that place ,recalling face nectar to taste ,to me replace the days of sour, to share the days, with summer breeze..kissing the face... first of June .. the pain release, anemone.. filling the room with loving shower, waiting the groom .. as bride .. watching the years.. trying to zoom.. make it an hour .......................................... full bloom .... no more gloom ..your lilly my blossom... our love an over whole made by loom dress of our ..................................................... slumber's songs.. filling the zone.. no more boredom ....................................... this is the boulder that is the doom no more blubber ..our songs cascades' boom Above a tower .. my dress a red flower