Two becomes 1

Budding roses
start to bloom
with these flowers
love will loom
blissful moments
flow quick
much like roses most do not stick

My beloved steal my heart
pray to God we never part
sorrow comes
you shoo away
fear that strays it does not stay

Darling lover
hold me close
trap my pain
so I'm not the host
run your fingers through my soul
without your closeness I am not whole
breathe into my lungs your life
capture all of me
your wife