The Gardener.

This man not a normal man, no;
he resembles a god it's true.
My cheeks blush from his kiss of rose,
to describe him... A flower will do.

He's a sweet, spring flower blooming
that has bee attracting pollen.
His charm keeps all the birds cooing,
in the distance his scent calling.

"Follow scent's to the groves of love,
there I wait beyond viney gates.
Love biggers then the sun above
but whole in the night sky's face.

Of all the flowers in the garden,
I found a gem for a bargain.