An Abstract Gift But A Rare

I was thinking since a week ago about a nice present that I could offer it to you :trouseres or a tee-shirt or a big soft toy..however, last night I decided not to offer you anything I was determined to create only for you a gift that you will never touch but feel and hear.The words of love , passion and emotions are merely the tools of my creation.Our soul’s whispers are the wrapping papers.

My love ,tonight, I will sing a song that every single flower’s heart will shiver by its passionate rythm ; and I promise you that this gift will be a proof that is going to fight against all the obstacles and hatred that vainly disturb our warmth.

Honey would you please accept my modest heart’s words as a gift embellished with red flowers that you will spray carefully by the blood of you affection??