"Marigolds & Madrigals"

Marigold and madrigals,
Violet tears that float
upon the pink of the breeze
to catch in the throat;
Fairy wings and angel's breath
collected in a jar,
nothing more than fireflies
if we see them as they are.

Cats eye purr in the dusk,
honeysuckle prize,
crickets sing in the glade
where my love softly lies;
Tulips touch the warm bare skin
of my gentle rose,
this is my gift to her
in poetry, the heart's prose.

Sunflower smiles for everyone
if you know where to look,
love dances 'cross flower petals
and sails onward in the brook;
So if one day you should see
theses things that I speak of,
it's only marigold and madrigals
and all the world is love.