Lips light pink and soft, like petals to a rose
And eyes that glitter in the light of the room;
Accompanied with a simple smile so warm
It boils ice; that is how my flower blooms.

Water it with each beat of my pumping heart
As the bubbly heat within my chest shines down;
The elements of my compassion serve as
Rich soil; that is how I grow the seed I've sown.

The truest beauty lies in bonds we live for;
I could never wisely ask for anymore
Than you.

Who needs a garden when I have one flower that is priceless?