Sweet flower covered
I feel your blossom is falling for moments
When I am there.

Your hands maybe ruff
But they are soft when they touch me
And they touch me often.

At first in all sparking romantic ways
And I thought sweet flower
Is falling for moments with me.
Time came and your blossom stayed
And so did my fall
Your hands grew more ruff and powerful
And each touch softer to me.
Then clear in passing air
Your touch became more than your hands
You laid your blossom next to me
And I let my fall my hands
touch you when you were there.

I knotted myself sweet flower to you
A knot I thought I can undo.