Love

Carnations burn
Sitting next to you
From jealous concern
Of losing their affection.

I pick pretty flowers
And wait to hear
Those three words
That bring us near.

Say you love me
And that you always have
That our love is something
Special to have.

Kiss me and tell me
Not to say a word
To feel how special
It feels to be loved.

Cup my face with care
Softly turn it close
Pull me into you
To kiss a face I love.