If you were a garden of flowers

I would like to be the only bee
or butterfly
that comes to greet the flowers
and enjoy the warm sunshine
and gentle breeze with you.

And if the wind blew so hard
attacking the flowers,
I would rush in
and stay among them
because I know
I would be safe
from the harm it might cause,
and you would be content
to let me feel well-protected.

Thank you
for your unconditional love.