Eternal love for an ephemeral blossom

If I were the Sun,
I would rise only so you could bloom.
If I were the first ray,
I would cherish getting trapped in you.

If I were the dew,
I would settle only on your delicate petals.
If I were the water,
I would nourish only your enthralling soul.

If I were the wind,
I would carry only your mesmerizing scent.
If I were the air,
I would permeate through each and every pore of your being.

If I were the butterfly,
I would land only on you,
My flamboyant blossom
I would only ever kiss your sweet lips.....

Wild

I creep slowly and steadily,
I grow silently and readily,
I take over,
Without you knowing until after.

I am untamed,
I am unbound,
I flourish untouched,
And unmarred.

Let me be free,
Let me be me,
I need to bloom,
I have to leave this gloom.

I was made to run,
I was made to fly,
I am meant to see,
Not touch and sully

Don't cage me,
Don't shackle me,
I grow wild,
Come find me!!

Heart of a Statue

Can it beat,
Do you think,
The heart of a Statue?

Can it feel,
Do you know,
The heart of a Statue?

The heart of a statue
Destined to be alone,
Made of stone,
Lying hidden
In the shadows
Of deep dark hollows
Of the forgotten statue,

Can't beat, can't feel.
Although it longs,
To be touched.
For there was
A prophecy:
Aeons hence
A golden touch
Will make the heart
Of the stone sculpture

Twinkle like the brightest star,
Emerge from the curse,
Of a lonely journey
And beat again
For it's beloved,
Feel again
The sweet love,
Of the flower fae,
Wandering the woods,
Through nights and days,
For years, ages, epochs and aeons.