Opening hearts, with flowers
watching petals untwine
Uncurling buds of hours
scent and sight, divine
Red, blood red roses, for love
vibrantly, pumping through veins
Heart's capacity, my turtle dove
emotions, holding their reins
Each and every rose, hold meaning
in the vase, or on the vine
It's the giver that is redeeming
as the recipient's heart, enshrine