a love poem

When there's a flower ahead of my sight,

I will be caught by her beauty,

I will appreciate her,love her,admire her,

I would pour out my heart to her,

and she always listen patiently.

I belong to her,

and she belongs to me.

When there are flowers ahead,

what I see are all of them,

but not one of them,

actually none of them.

I see something,

or I see nothing.

Now I know,

a flower is abundant.