Forever In bloom

Will you be my forever?

Will you be the undying rose in my garden? Rooted in soil that mirrors the moon's stonebound grace, where every petal cradles a memory so real, I breathe the moment anew. Will you brave the frost of my silence, when winter wraps its hands around my vocal cords and freezes my voice? Will you still open your heart to the sun, even when I forget how to be warm? I ask not for promises carved in marble, only the seed of truth you chose to bloom. Will you let the wind carry our name into fields we never planned to go to? For if love is a myth sown into the earth, then let me plant you where plants don't grow, and watch you bloom into the seraphic flower this world was never meant to hold.