Flower by flower, she answered, petal by petal, a softer language grew between us
What began as a single bloom became a quiet devotion, a patience laid gently over skin and silence

Each blossom found its place as if it had been waiting there, each one a small yes taking shape in the light
I watched love learn how to speak without sound, how to lean closer without asking to be seen

There was tenderness in the offering, my heart was in awe in the receiving, as though beauty itself had been listening
The air around her seemed to brighten with each addition, until even stillness felt adorned

She did not need to say much.

Her calm was its own blessing, her grace its own reply, then, at last, all the flowers together made one resounding answer: yes, I am for only thee never to be apart

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Thank you for your pictures for my poetry