Petals of Love - March 8, 1995 by Laura Knight
Blossom doth my love so true
Bathing in the morning dew
It hath everything a love desires
Such as that which fuels passion's fires
To bloom into a love so grand
That none can pluck it from this land
A love that measures more than Time
A love more beautiful than any rhyme
Fragrance sweeter than the sweetest rose
A proud stance, a delicate pose
This is my heart's final chance
To float like a petal, to die in a dance.
