Morning showers
The fresh dew
Holding onto you
Softest mist, everlasting kiss
Decay
We cultivate
Display of beauté
Losing hours
Love non reciprocate
Botanic aviary
Leave me to rot
Every night, spent on the ground
Not a tear not a sound
Floral gate
To fly away
Living abuse
Out of truth
Living abuse
Hating myself to love you
I had tried
So many grievances
Fondly all I have left
Insistence
Insipidus
I have memories
Chimerical supplementeries
The flowers
Seem the world
But we miss you
Caught in witches cauldron spew
To see you soon
And like we all knew, eluded tomb and finally bloom