Tip Toe'n around words left
unspoken from me to you,
wondering exactly when I will
stop my movements & speak my mind.
Planted all the words I
mean to say to you, like
you were a seed; have
been breathing life to these
words with deep flowing thoughts
of you & bright warming
sense of you in my life.
Planted deep within the
soil of my heart, I hope
that this seed of love
digs its roots within & begins
to flourish & bloom into not only
something beautiful, but something
that will always grow over time...
from year to year, making its
home within both you & me.
Planted in spring, grows over time...