love Flower

My love for you is a flower
When I am freshly Picked
I am the most perfect flower there is
So full of color and wonder
A scent so sweet
Even the honey bee are made jelous
But as a sit here idle
My beautiful clors, they begine to fade
The scent will all but remain
As I sit here alone waiting
My selfbeing begins to dry up
As myself begins to shrivel away
So I ask you to love me
Because this flower cannot stay
This beautiful forever
The longer you wait to be with me
The lesser my love will be
So a lonly heart ask you to choose
Before my love for you
Has seen its last days
In the vase, whithered away

Kristopher R.R.Rowe