Random poetry

In the garden

I'll be truthful, I'm not the most athletic or beautiful, or academically driven person out there, but with your love, I wouldn't care if I was, you see, with your love I would feel like a soldier who has just won the war, with your love I would feel like a baby bird that's flying for the first time, with your love I would feel like a poet finally getting over a writers block. When you look at me from across the room you send rose petals to my cheeks, your voice reminds of when the sun comes back out from under the clouds, when I feel the warmth cover my body, but you also cause tears to fall from my eyes, like the wind makes water drops fall out of bluebells in the morning, I know you don't try to, your the wind that knocks the petals off a rose bush,but your like mother nature who let the wind drop a rose seed into the garden, but you never let the rain fall to water it, a plant cant grow without water, love cant grow without care, and patience, your not able to touch a rose when you fear to be pricked by a thorn, and you aren't able to love with fear of being hurt, then again you cant be afraid to touch the rose if you dont know where it is, you dont look for it, and when you find it you dont even look, how are you supposed to know the rose is there if you dont look past the garden wall, if the gates are closed just climb the vines, of the tree, there are so many ways to get in but, I dont think you even want to, I feel like a plant that needs to be watered, I feel like the sun is still stuck behind the cloud, my mind is at war with itself trying to figure out wether or not you care, Im a rose bush I need to be mended, I need someone to shower me with love, I hate being under this cloud whitout rain, but someday the wind will come bringing a new season and a new visitor to the garden, and maybe they will open the gate.