Anti V-day but not really

~ A flower withers away,
becoming only
specks
of
dust in the swirling night air,
knowing not where it travels,
blind deaf and dumb,
unaware of its surroundings.
How can this beautiful symbol be that of love?
I wish, unlike a flower, that our future shall not die.
Strength can not be held within
withered leaves and dried, curled petals. Our hearts represented
as a symbol shall be that of love,
beating externally,
in sync as our eyes lock and hands hold. Warmth is felt as the
specks
of
dust flutter about,
getting stuck in our entwined hair
as we laugh at the world together.~

*** Based on my analysis of Romeo and Juliet on the balcony when Juliet asks Romeo to swear there love on something and he picks the moon but she says that the moon has phases and she does not want their love to change.