I've opened up so easily
A blooming flower
Willingly, I tell you everything
I'm a field
Not a building in the way to end my reign
I'm not this for anyone else
It's just you love

You fill me with sweet emotions untouched
Awakened me to the deepest form of trust
All these feeling new
Or to new extremes

Around you I can feel free to bloom
Release the me I've been hiding
Hide me in your trees
Protect me in your forest
I don't want the world to see me and you
For fear
They'd fall inlove with you too

Cause with you there are no lies
I can take off my mask
And be who I am
Isn't that what the world dreams of?

I'm not ashamed
Don't get the wrong idea
I just want you for myself
You're mine now
And nothing can take that away

Before you I wouldn't have the courage
To speak these words
I can write freely
Speak freely
Thanks to you, love

O, beautiful songs,
please come to my mind,
through my body,through every vein  of  my part,

O, breezing with superior white flower scents,
breeze, breeze,breeze ,
whirling, buzzing at a slow speed through the  desert,

Lets help blooming the rising buds,

O, beautiful songs.....

Little boys
unsupervised
genetically designed
like toys
beguiled by fantasies
spontaneously play
improvised games
like actors
with imagined scripts
depicting violent scenes
as common themes
reflecting personalities
blooming slowly
in the park
at the bottom of the street.

Autumn falls down
Every year,
She wants to be caught
But no one is near.

She becomes cold,
Dresses in snow,
With winter ice
down to her soul.

But then she blooms
And springs back up,
She defrosts and
picks her own self up.

She's warm and smiling
On a summer high,
Her worries, now birds
floating up in the sky.

But summer ends, fall begins,
And autumn falls down once again.
Notice what the seasons are doing,
So when you fall, just keep on blooming.

The titter tatter on the rooftop tells me a story.
The humming birds sing me a lullaby.
The flowers blooming show me beauty.
The raindrops on the window explain life.
And the tears on the ground hide behind the rain.

Orange sun shining—
pastel petals drip
weeping for warmth
beaming ebulliently after a pour
breathing the scent of petrichor
  blushing sweetly, like after a kiss

Absorbing all the moisture I can
blooming when I'm nurtured
and fertilized just right
  Detoxify my root,
     Oxidize my bliss
   Spreading seeds
semi-annually
and flowering for you