Blooming Flower

Love is a blooming flower

Have you seen anything more beautiful?

Its soft and gentle, soft pink humes fill it petals

Graceful as it opens from a bud to an open masterpiece

 Once picked, its time to remove the torns

Torns of protection from those only wanting to use its beauty selfishly

Strong hands be gentle towards the flower

Or else you will crush its spirit

Smell its perfume and feel your mouth water

For it is the indescribable smell called Love

Place the flower into a vase, give it water and sunlight

For only good things grow from the purest food

Show it off to the world, take pictures, write songs

This will  keep the flower from wilting

Let it be known you picked the prettiest flower

In your eye it cant be replaced

It leaves a mark on your soul

Because Love leaves indentions in our bodies

No pain has to be applied, no suffering must go on

Just beautiful meloides of peace and comfort 

Love is a blooming flower