Blushful sunrise,
as a lifetime of promises
sway in the wind. 

Oh salt-pickled blossoms
unfurl and float, I smile 
as steeped flavor into tea.  

And I shall be disclosing 
this with a sigh, the way 
your gestures touched me, 
painstakingly honest. 

Love, without you my words 
would wilt and passion
recede from the written page.

 

Photo credits: Rebloggy

Potpourri of themes love/friendship, flowers, tea. Also linking to Hedgewitch’s Friday 55

Posted on ‘Weekend Mini-Challenge’ @ Real Toads

and posted on the ‘Poetry Pantry’ @ Poets United