As Fragrant as My Love

I. The Seed of Longing

Before your name danced on my tongue, a whisper,

A yearning bloomed, a rose yet to unfurl.

My heart, a barren field, where silence lingered,

Now craved the sun, the rain, a passionate swirl.

The air held hints, a fragrance yet unseen,

A promise whispered on the summer breeze.

I searched the world, a gardener serene,

For fertile ground where love's sweet seed could appease.

II. The Blossoming

Then, in your eyes, a cosmos did unfold,

A depth of blue where starlight softly gleamed.

Your smile, a sunrise, chased away the cold,

And in your laugh, a melody I dreamed.

Our souls entwined, like tendrils seeking light,

Two vines reaching for the warmth of day.

With every touch, a spark took sudden flight,

And love's first bud began to push its way.

III. The Perfumed Garden

We walked in gardens, where the roses blushed,

And lilies pure, beneath the moonlight sighed.

Their fragrant whispers, our own passion flushed,

As jasmine blooms with secrets we confided.

The honeysuckle wove a sticky spell,

Its sweetness binding us, a lover's vow.

The lavender, serene, a story'd tell

Of whispered dreams and promises somehow.

IV. The Language of Flowers

Each bloom a symbol, in our hearts engraved,

A silent language, only we possessed.

The red rose, burning, passion brightly waved,

The white, a truth, forever to be blessed.

The sunflower, reaching for the sun above,

A mirrored longing, mirrored in your gaze.

The forget-me-not, a promise of our love,

That etched itself in love's eternal maze.

V. The Dance of Butterflies

Like butterflies, our souls danced hand in hand,

Through meadows green, where sunlight gently kissed.

Our laughter echoed, light upon the land,

Two carefree spirits, never to be missed.

We chased the dappled shadows through the trees,

With wings of joy, and hearts that soared and sang.

A symphony of love on every breeze,

A vibrant dance, where hope forever clung.

VI. The Honeycomb of Devotion

We built our love, a honeycomb so sweet,

With whispered secrets, shared in quiet hours.

Each cell, a memory, a treasured treat,

A world we weaved, where love adorned the flowers.

The golden nectar, dripping from our core,

A sweet devotion, fueling heart's delight.

We built on trust, a fortress evermore,

Impregnable against the darkest night.

VII. The Storm's Embrace

But storms arise, the skies turn gray and grim,

And love's first flush can face a sudden chill.

Misunderstandings, like a serpent's whim,

May coil around, and whisper words that kill.

Yet, even storms can bring a cleansing rain,

And wash away the dust of anger's plight.

Through tears and patience, love can bloom again,

Emerging stronger, bathed in hopeful light.

VIII. The Moonlit Path

When shadows lengthen, and the moon takes hold,

We walk in silence, hand in comforting hand.

Though words unspoken, stories can unfold,

In the soft glow, where hearts can understand.

The stars above, like diamonds scattered bright,

Reflect the love that burns within our souls.

In gentle whispers, beneath the moon's soft light,

Our bond is strengthened, as the story unfolds.

IX. The Gentle Whisper of the Wind

The wind that whispers through the ancient trees,

Carries a song, a lullaby of love.

It speaks of dreams, of future promises,

Of journeys shared, beneath the heavens above.

It tells of comfort, in a lover's touch,

Of solace found in quiet, shared embrace.

And in its sigh, it yearns for just as much,

A constant rhythm, setting love's sweet pace.

X. The Tapestry of Time

The years unfold, a tapestry so grand,

Woven with threads of joy and threads of pain.

But hand in hand, we traverse that same land,

Weathering storms, and sunshine's golden reign.

The silvered strands that paint our aging hair,

Are testaments to battles fought and won.

Yet, in our eyes, the same affection flares,

A love that deepens, with the setting sun.