I look at you and think of Lilies, of Orchids growing wild and unfettered. I think of how strong and colourful, these flowers are, and pause ...
I look at you and remember the smells, of Lilies and Orchids in our home; was it the first time I brought you flowers? My senses stir ...
I think of you and consider the Lily and the Orchid, the strong aroma that filled our bedroom not so long ago; suddenly aroused, I smile ...
I think of you and wonder of Lilies and Orchids, how fragile and delicate are the leaves; colourful and still precious each individual flower by itself ...
How many varieties; how many scents, combine to make a bouquet? To fill our home with each would take nothing less than a lifetime ...
How long it's taken to arrive here, to this very moment where I find myself, committed, desirous of the task at hand ...
I look at you and pray, for the knowledge of these Lilies and Orchids, their meaning; both strong and fragile; their beauty and variety, still together ...
I think of you and pray, my senses filled with the fragrance, Lilies and Orchids; aroused, I hope to bring them all to you, to fill your life with their colours, their beauty, their variety, I pray ...
