Soul Whispers

Thou art the flower that fragranced my soul,
For thee my heart has bent, and craves thy scent.

Thou shall dwell always in the garden of joy,
For only happiness, glee and such befits thee.

Thou hadst blossomed withstanding harshest of winds,
Making thee strong and beautiful ever more.

I, Yes I, do find thy beauty an attractive charm
For beneath thy silky petals is a kind beautiful soul.

I pray thou remain pure, free of temptous and perfidious,
For their venom tarnishes thee staining thee with sins.

And if a man comes to smell thy scent and pluck thee,
I pray he take thee with love, will forever nurture thee

Yet, thou art my aim in this Wandering life,
And on thy silky velvet petals I wish to kiss.

For Thou art the flower that fragranced my soul,
Thou art the Rose that bloomed a love in this heart

And, Thou art my soulmate
Gently Whispers my soul.