Do not give me roses,
For what are roses, but in following
along with what you’re supposed to do?
Give me something instead from your heart,
and not from commercials.
Give me instead an orchid that is wondrous,
vulnerable, brilliant in its mysterious beauty.
Give me sunflowers that brighten my day
with their cheery yellows.
Give me lilies that fill up my home
with their sweet perfume.
Or forget flowers and
give me a wooden ring that you carved,
a poem that you wrote, a painting that you painted,
a song that you composed, a dinner that you cooked.
Or, simply — and yet, not simple at all —
give me a kiss that lasts for an hour and
tells me through the passion of your lips and
your tender fingers on my cheeks and neck
that there is absolutely
no other place
in this huge world that you’d rather be.
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