flowers
i'd love to buy you flowers
to drink in the sun
flooded in your windows,
a marble vase, flecked with gold,
that your table display may perpetually
be as lovely as your beautiful countenance,
the air you breathe a breath of fragrance,
a vivacious token reflecting tangibly
your resplendent visage i behold;
that even when it snows,
you, my beloved one,
may gaze on them for hours.