i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

having a bunch stand in the living room right now,

entices my heart in a way unexplainable.

in colors, and scents, and shapes, and sizes.

in carrying these beauties home today,

i carried home some joy.

i wonder,

if the flower given in love,

is sweeter

or the flower received in love,

wins.

or maybe it is the flower that grows,

and stays awhile longer.

like you.

would you stay?

a little longer?

close to me?