The Blooming Flowers of 33

I walked too fast, 
Looked far ahead, 
Saw the horizon go golden, 
Rushed my feet, 
quickened my pace, 
Ran towards the dusk.
...but I missed you, didn't I?
I missed how beautiful you look in the evening sun, 
I missed watching your gentle saw to the wind, 
I missed how breathtaking you look at dawn,
That fresh scent you fill the air, 
Your petals, brighter than the sun,
I missed seeing you alive. 
But I came back, see? 
I came back to stay the night,
I will break dawn with you, 
I will embrace the dark of midnight with you, 
I will watch it all recede for the morning light, 
I will lazy in the afternoon sun with you, 
I will ride the wind with you. 
Here I am once again, 
This time, your beauty is coloring my irises.