More Than Flowers…
By
Amir Timur

A rose in my hand oh how many flowers did I take to my lover,
She showed me warmth in my rest as I tossed every hour-
Her lips kissing me gently upon my forehead as I slept under the covers.
So I take my lover a smile with soft words and many different flowers.

One day, time will not allow me to be able to be consoled by her tender heart.
To hold her tight in my arms and feel the warmth of her body as we cuddle.
So I make it a chance to show her love in the many ways that I can in case we part…
Oh God only knows of our tomorrows and I am not one to see her heart troubled.

Each day I should speak and show her many acts of my kindness for life is so short.
I have grown to understand love a little bit better as I place kisses upon her lips…
To touch her in places that arouse pleasure for joy I enjoy her loving and her support.
So flowers a sign of how she blooms for me casting a beautiful smile in our courtship.

Ah but the pleasure is all mine for I often pray that I could give her the stars above,
Place joy in her heart where I could experience more of her love in ways so affectionately.
The way she makes her body respond to my touch, to my body she is the one it loves…
Giving me arousals with simple words oh I am never in doubt as to the way she pleases me.

So in my state of mind I give my lover flowers to show her my appreciation,
That to have her as my best friend, lover, and so many different women in my life…
I am saying my love I am well pleased, no matter the storm and the sunshine I am dedicated.
your love is more than a wife, with open arms I say I love you with all of my might!