He pried gingerly
removing the petals
from my heart
without crushing
the bloom so long hidden.
He doesn't have to say a word.
His simmering gaze, his smile
like a diamond sparkling
tells me everything
I need to know.
But when he said
he liked me more than
hunting, fishing, football
and his power tools,
well, I knew it was love.
Sep 22, 2013
Sep 22, 2013 at 12:36 PM UTC
He pried gingerly
removing the petals
from my heart
without crushing
the bloom so long hidden.
He doesn't have to say a word.
His simmering gaze, his smile
like a diamond sparkling
tells me everything
I need to know.
But when he said
he liked me more than
hunting, fishing, football
and his power tools,
well, I knew it was love.