Secret Flower

Her mind was like a flower yet in bloom.

Each petal still folded, protecting the secret bud within.

Patiently I waited;

and with polite words and careful caresses,

I watered that fragile creature,

nourishing it with the fount of my love.

Slowly the flower began to open to me.

The fragrance of her open mind lingers,

captivating and consuming my heart forever.