My Rose

My love for you budding, slowly at first.

Unfolding as you unfold for my eyes.

A petal at a time.

Enjoying the feel of each.

Raising my appreciation as each unfolds.

Perfectly flawed.

Imperfections as sweet to me as the rest, making me care more.

Love more.

Appreciate more.

Eagerly awaiting the rose's escape from its bud.