Rosebud in my chest
It’s been closed for so long
There were times when
I felt like it would open
But it hid from the light
and curled its petals a little closer together.
But this rosebud is open now,
It’s blooming in brilliant shades
Passion-red and love-flushed pink,
hints of purple from inpired inks
An exquisite bloom that continues to grow
with every fresh kiss,
with every new poem
Ah, I’m blooming, blossoming bright and strong
The sun can finally warm my petals
after hidng in cold shadow for so long.