Let me breathe;🧘🏻‍♀️
with the breeze,
where sun is shining,
       with a peep..🫣

It seems as carpet;
    of some blooms, 🌸
     that make a vibe;
       full of gleams 🥰

luminous stars rise
night-blooming jasmine unfurls
'neath glimmering sky

Within a single day's blink.
Fuschia buds blossom
an exquisitely pale pink.
Impatient branches wear
their now exotic veil.
The leaves felt ******
throbbing in the gale.
Wind ruffled petals,
Glisten with dew.
The stagnant empty winter
is now a voluptuous floral view.
The naked pink will call to you.

In spring's soft blush, the cherry trees awake,
With petals like whispers, in the gentle breeze they quake.
A canopy of pink, as far as eyes can see,
A fleeting, tender beauty, nature's jubilee.

They dance in the sunlight, a delicate display,
Each blossom a moment, before it fades away.
The air is sweet with promise, as laughter fills the park,
Beneath the blooming branches, love ignites a spark.

Children chase the petals, like dreams upon the ground,
While lovers share their secrets, in the beauty all around.
As twilight softly lingers and stars begin to gleam,
The cherry blossoms whisper, the night holds a dream.

Though seasons come and go and every bloom must fall,
The memories remain, like echoes in the hall.
So cherish every moment, hold each one up high,
For just like cherry blossoms, time too will pass us by.

The flowers you once planted in the garden of my heart blossomed in the gentle cascade of your love, their vibrant petals reaching toward the light of your presence. Yet now, abandoned by the nurturing hand that gave them life, their leaves grow weary, their vitality fading. Only a few fragile petals remain, trembling on the edge of oblivion, clinging to the memory of a home where they once thrived in radiant efflorescence.