Flowers blooming at my door,
Nothing there before
First the seed, then the stem,
Its green leaf, blooming, its a 10.
Roses, tulips, fiery heart.
Keep my doorstep, fall apart,
Wither not till eyes of June,
My little flower, petals soon.
Love will guide your ember growth,
As your reaching thorns i do aproach.
For not i know you never will,
Cut my fingers, as u grow so still.