As I look at these flowers, appreciating each petal, it occurs to me that each color holds a thread to an intricate tapestry. For the truth of the matter is, the petals of white reveal a void in me, perhaps you can fill it, one day you just might. The yellow flower, my sunshine, makes me smile as warmth radiates thru. A promise of golden sun rays shall permeate those layers that shield you away from possible harm. The magenta petals beckon us to reach out, dare to be aware of the intoxicating, alluring beauty of what love is about. The red one, the valentine, the heart of the bouquet, the souls core, intoxicates us into needing to drink each others souls all the more until our desires are momentarily quenched with the sweat of bodies spent from the arousal of mental into physical and all the passion truly meant to seal our love in all its bliss. So I finish this with a tender kiss.