As You Collect My Flowers

Your twists and turns will challenge me
And your anger will upset
But your moves will win me over
As you stroll through my fields

Your restraint will impress me
As I curl upon your lap
And you'll pretend not to notice
As you collect my flowers

I will beg for your simplicity
For the up, the in, the out
And we'll kiss through my hair
As you wade across my rivers

I'll be trapped in your bunting
Struggling for each breath
And I'll watch with hopeless hope
As you sleep under my stars

 

aw that's a pretty poem. beautiful. quite delicate writing.

 

Thanks honey. Love the hair.