Like flowers, you smell like spring and sweet honey.

Even when it showers, holding you makes me richer without money.

You hold so much beauty within, it's as if you have super powers.

Your porcelain skin, is just like our favorite white flowers.

The flaws that you hold,
Leaves no jurisdiction.

With you I never feel my cold,
You are now my sole prescription.

With you my flower, my thorns no longer peak through.

Even throughout every hour, my thorns are broken by you.

Prickly flaws met pretty flowers,
As if broken by law, my sorrows have become devoured.

I have found my home in your arms.
Love in your palms,
You make me fall for your charms.

My love for you will never be unsaid, as you forever shield me from my own storms.

You are my flower bed, I no longer feel my thorns.