The flowers
that I got you
but a week ago
already withered.
This week,
another fresh bouquet
I bring to you,
so that you know..
Unlike the flowers
that I brought to you
last week..
my love for you
will never wither..
only grow.

With every message
that I send.
With every moment
that we share.
With every kiss I gently leave
upon your lovely face.
With every act of care
and every loving embrace.
With every day
that I enjoy the privilege
to spend by your side..
and every night I dream
of holding you so close to me..
so ever lovingly and tight.
My love for you is crystallized
in every poem that I write.
It is my will for it to be
eternally immortalized.

The more I have of you..
The more my craving
further still intensifies
to want you more.
To many have I offered
my heart’s keys..
Many before you
have I beckoned
and implored.
You, however,
are The One.
The only one
who had the courage
to unlock its door.
For that,
I’ll only ever love you..
more and more.