"Amidst the garden's tender grace,
A flower blooms, a delicate trace.
In vibrant hues, its beauty sways,
A love note written in nature's phrase.
Each petal a soft, blushing kiss,
A fragrant promise of endless bliss.
With every bloom, its heart's revealed,
A love story in colors concealed.
Oh, flower fair, you enchanting thing,
In your presence, my heart takes wing.
You speak of love in silent art,
A symbol of feelings from the heart.
In your fragrance, I find my muse,
A love so deep, I'll never lose.
Forever in your bloom, I'll stay,
In the garden of love, come what may."
