it will start as a small seedling.
and with the caress of your rainfall.
it will eventually grow into something.
something that can conquer everything.
something that can't be prevented.
something that is in everyone.
something that spreads all over the world.
it would be nice if it will be like a flower.
so beautiful, so attractive.
and gives smile as long as they live.
i want to bloom like the others.
with the shine of sun on their surface.
i want to dance like the others.
with the wind that you blew with ease.
it is tied to the ground,
and you're over the earth.
it ended up waiting upon your rain.
i want wings to fly up there.
knockin' up your door.
waiting for your rainfall.
waiting for your smile.
wants to gamble and grab your clouds...
it can see them getting dark.
it indicates rain and also night time.
but i don't want to this wings to wither,
with night barging in and breaking my dreams.
it will shiver and numb in cold winter,
it will be blind in darkness.
i don't want it to grow more further.
i may not be deserving for the rain of yours.
i'm happy with a little drizzle of friendship.
xx oo xx Ox OX
^_^ this poem is related to Flower to You but with a lesser level of feeling (crush)