Sunflower

I tried searching for the words to describe you but none of them scratched my brain like they should.
None of them took the word that may not exist off the tip of my tongue.
Maybe its not a single word but a multitude of them I need to piece together to get something like you.
Stanzas that would paint your likeness clearly like a glass door.
And now I remember the word.
Perfectly fit.
Sunflower.
A nascent love.
10 feet tall, pretty like the sun, a breath of fresh air.
That’s how I would describe you.