Shirayuki seems floral

like the plants she so tenderly

takes care of.

And when her face went pink,

it did so slowly like ink dripping

onto a blank canvas,

a hint at the edges

of an extra spark of color

And Obi doesn't know how she does it,

doesn't know how she can seem so endearing to his heart,

like a secret love letter

that his heart can read so easily.

How does she do this to him?

Like a spark cast to flame,

it overwhelms him so easily.