When I think about you,
One word is never enough.
To describe the feel of your hard working hands,
Yet your gentle caressing touch.
Just feeling on me,
You take your time, no need to rush.
Treat my love like it’s a flower,
Oh how you made that flower blush.
My love was once a seed waiting to be watered,
Waiting to root and you nourished this love until it blossomed.
Into beauty,
Like the sun I needed your light.
To show the world that my love is the flower of life,
Grown to its full potential, because it was handled right.