A Flower

A flower before the bloom
Quietly collects the morning dew
Sits unexposed and to itself
Sealed in its solitude
The beauty that is within
Revealed as the petals spread
Each passing day
While you await
The magnificence of its tenderness
Slowly exposing the beauty you’d expect
Beginning to recreate
Begging and pleading for admiration
A pleasant voice a soft touch
Knowing that every change is a risk
Opening up to let you see
The delicate side
The most passionate place
Everything you behold
All that you will now know
Each petal holds a unique memory
Change is inevitable
And petals will fall
Capture each moment
Each wonderful piece
They are a part of you
Just as they are a part of me