No Flowers

Please, no flowers.

Gift me instead

with a multitude

of love's trinkets,

Bestowing them

Until they fall on me

Like pellets of soft rain

in spring.

Please, no flowers.

Lean close to my ear

and whisper words

most dear instead;

they reveal the depth

of the love you feel

and make me shiver

to my core.

Please, no flowers.

Instead, scream your love

to the rainbow filled skies

and our love will soar

free and high

like a flock of birds,

until it reaches

the soul's shore.

Please, no flowers

even when I pass

forward from this life.

Instead, release me,

and continue your ascent.

Flowers will always be trivial

amidst our fields

of enduring love.