The Feeling Called Love

The Flowers You Bring

I love the flowers but not the store-bought ones,
I love the flowers which you plucked from the garden thinking about me.

I love the flowers which made you stop your way to an important meeting,
The ones which made my face pop into your brain.
I love the flowers which have a subtle yet strong fragrance to hold your attention in this huge world.

I love the flowers which resemble the garden we went to on our first picnic date.
When we sat on a blanket and ate sandwiches.
I love the flowers which keep reminding me of the wonderful time we spent on our date
The time which I look forward to the most.
The most cherished moments.

I love the flowers which you bring for me, every day.
The flowers which make me smile, every day.
The flowers which make me love you more, every day.

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