Beneath your bloom, my heart takes rest,
In petals soft, by springtime blessed,
Where blush and breeze together sigh
And paint their love across the sky.
Each branch a whisper, warm confessed—
Beneath your bloom.

Your color stirs within my chest
A quiet fire, a tender quest,
As drifting blossoms wander by
Beneath your bloom.

Time slows where we are gently pressed,
In nature’s arms, by love caressed,
No need for words, no need to try—
Your beauty is my sole reply,
Forever here, your willing guest
Beneath your bloom.