The first time you kissed me, flowers bloomed;
From my heart unfurling, lilies, roses, fragile
things, so gentle and so new, so sickly
sweet, they clogged my veins with
scent, and wrapped their vines
around my heart. I still feel
them now, slowly wilting
away to nothing, slowly
dying and decaying,
these little buds
of something
gone.
Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 3:47 PM UTC
The first time you kissed me, flowers bloomed;
From my heart unfurling, lilies, roses, fragile
things, so gentle and so new, so sickly
sweet, they clogged my veins with
scent, and wrapped their vines
around my heart. I still feel
them now, slowly wilting
away to nothing, slowly
dying and decaying,
these little buds
of something
gone.
