Lips pressed
Against themselve
Against each others
Determined
To not part
Tulips strewn
Across landscapes
Across citiscapes
Blooming
Opening their hearts
The love that exists
Between those petals
Between those lips
A breath
Of fresh air
Seeking light
From external sources
Yet rooted deeply
In their resolve
Against paternal forces
But to me
The truest beauty
Lies between
The birds and bees
Oblivious
To their positions
Is the greatest
Feat of these
Life is grand
But without love
Flowers bloom
But will their seeds?
I know ours will
Theirs no doubt
Through the sunshine
Through the rain..
