My blue lotus

 Ik it’s sunset and your petals have closed up but can you open up for me?

Just to have hopes of smelling the sweet fragrance you produce would mean a lot to me  

Without your emergence  the other parts of my Garden withers don’t you see 

I just want to be there for you  and be the best gardener I can be 

It hurts when the sunsets because that means until sunrise I will have to wait 

But when it does I’ll be there to water you because I think I’m starting to fall for you beyond  a state my words could ever speak 

My Blue lotus I hope the connection between us stays special and priceless as an antique 

I hope you know the love I’ve got for you never grows weak