Bring i will 

The prettiest

The rarest

The wildèst 

Of them all from the forest

Pluck i will not though

From their branches

I would pick them

As they would have fallen down

The gentle breeze bringing them to earth

Careful not to trample 

I pick them for a bouquet

For you

Whose essence only you would understand 

Not from the glitzy glass shops

I bring

Yet, they are chosen

Only for you 

Just as you have done

Picking the best blossom 

From the earth for my soul