Take my body, take my soul,
Take my heart
It is yours
I offer it all.
She handles each flower with such
Delicate precision
From just a seed she cultivates
It has no character
No identity
Yet she sees its inner beauty
She knows its full potential
Each day she visits
Her garden
Nurturing  
Giving her all
Loving
So loving
I trust my heart to the gardener
When its weak
She will give it life
When its full
She will bask in its beauty
She will show it off to the world
Proud
She will protect it from
Those wishing it harm
I give back to her all that
Is left of me
I will blossom for her
I will love her
Unconditional
As she loves me.