the flower you passed

You are as one without whom the poet has nothing to say
Your`s is the light the artist finds to colour his canvas with
The image that is you was the lost chord a musician found
To play with
As an aura of scent it is inspiration to the heart you bring


The words they fall like summer rain
I am just an humble guy with nothing
But the words collected as petals fallen from this
Flower`s head that you caught as you passed by