Flower Of Love

A purple flower's petals flow in the wind.
And you may find its petals,lying on the ground.
The wind was too strong,so its petals were found.

Used to be covered in bees,now covered in mud.
And the sunshine covers its shape,as the wind flows.
As the flower hopes somebody knows why this happened.

And it waited for a while.
But then,someone picked it up,and put in a pot.
She thought she will rot, but that didn't happen.

And she continued to grow.
Her petals grew back,as her emotions started to grow.
With love and affection,her true self started to flow.

Her face so blank,now with a golden smile.
And she was no longer alone.
After a while,she could be all on her own.

But she may never forget his voice,his smile.
And they still talked everyday,or every once in a while.
She would look back at the memories,and smile.

With hearts in her eyes,and a glowing,red face.
She would think about his presence,his face.
Topped with sugar,he admired her grace.

And she would reply with a loving glance.
Her face heating up,a blushing face.
He wiped the tears she wept.

And then,peacefully,she slept.