My Love Is Not Like a Rose

I do not like roses …
Don’t give me any
Instead, bring me a bunch of peonies.

A rose, you can buy from any flower seller
Don’t. Just pluck me a wild flower.

Don’t order a bouquet for me in the break between meetings
As you bustle through the day…
Give me a call, even if it is fleeting.

Your calls make my day
Even if “I love you”...the words, you cannot say.

My love for you is not like a rose …
It will never wilt
I love you for better or worse
As you make my heart sing a lilt.

This was an entry for the writing competition at the office. The topic was 'My love is like a red rose' but I develop an allergy for anything red or pink during the valentine season.