Delicately folded and hidden
deep within its softness
a love hides in waiting.
Such as the rose lies dormant
till the warmth of Spring breaks my love awaited cold and gray.
Upon that day when you came touched the petals of my heart
tenderly with unspoken words
the look of trust I gave to you.
The warmth of your hand gentle yet firm
held me close to your heart. Accepting the faults of an imperfect bloom
you gently showed me the way love can be.
Hold me close
Never too tightly
Nurture the center of the bloom and watch it grow within the melody of our love. For there is no beauty without the beauty of our love.
jaz Destiny2000 |
