Poem - Purple touch of love

The purple touch of love

I was walking along the silent path, Suddenly I saw you, standing on the edge of the green.

You are drenched in purple, in the sunny morning light, I felt my heart float in the wavy wind with your smile.

Aren't you human, yet how humane, Your petals are soft, like the first touch of love.

You don't ask for anything, yet you give so much, Wake up an ocean in my tired heart.

Love may be so unselfish, Doesn't ask for anything in return, just spreads light in the silent world.

You are not just a flower to me, You are a living love, a touch of invisible affection.

You stand every day, Like a silent guard painted with dots of love.

When people come, you make them smile, If you were human, maybe you would hug them and say, I love you.

I see the wind caressing your body, You close your eyes and silently sing love songs.

If I could be that wind, I would sit next to you every day and hug you silently.

Love does not mean any such demands, Only the feeling of being there, only the softness of touch.

You teach me how to be human, How to open my heart to unconditional giving.

Do you know, I dive into your purple color? There I find lost memories, secret desires.

It seems like someone is silently telling me, Love never dies, it only changes form.

You are a flower, yet inside you there is a heartbeat like a heart, You are a tree, yet in the gaps of your leaves there is a secret speech of love.

I stand for a long time, without saying anything, You listen to all the unspoken stories in my heart.

People say, flowers are temporary, But I see how eternal you become.

You will fall one day, Still, you will leave an imprint of love deep in the ground.

You are dear to me, You are a stranger to me, yet you are close to me.

You teach me, love is not temporary, It is an eternal stream, which flows through the heart.

If you were to speak, you would say, People, love, color your life, forget your pride.

I hear that in your silent face, That is why when I look at you, my heart is filled with peace.

You are standing, I see you, When you fall, I cry, but you come back again.

This coming and going, this survival, all is like the eternal game of love.

You are not just a flower, you are the reflection of the love within me.

Even though you are a tree, become my human, and teach me that love means living, blooming anew every day.