In secret garden of the mind
Where madness and love interwine,
I wish you were a tiny little bloom
A delicate petal ,a tender perfume.
In this fantasy realm let me be your gardener,
Let me shower you with my passionate love and care;
When the rain descend, I'll stand beside,
Lending you my umbrella to keep you dray and safe inside.
In winters snowy morning I'll shield you from cold,
Peeling off my skin to wrap around you not minding the shawls waiting to be sold.
And when summers heat parches the earth and wells tin dry,
I'll cut my palm to let my blood nourish yo untill you thrive,
I'll slice my limbs and let my force drain ,
To become the soil that cradle you and embrace you in a most intimate way,
And when you bloom shedding petal like tears ,
I'll touch you once more and feel the softness through years.
