you told me the epitome of existence was imagining the lovers disease as nature
the forbidden a word was an orchid
the forbidden c was a daisy
the forbidden h was a rose and so forth
you founded their roots thinking ugly things end up being beautiful
you decorated your nest with café patches and patiently waited to prove your point
but then we met
skin touched and the flowers bloomed naturally and out of sight
my once damaged veins became wrapped in vines
your lungs filling up with various flowers when we inhaled cotton candy
spines got entangled with stems
we woke up every morning puking up the dead petals stuck in our throats
a new sickness inhabiting us
it was worse than heroine
worse than morphine
i called it the best part of falling in love
the spark never died but we slowly did
the vines got to our hearts and we were gone
flashing lights and carnival sirens startled me awake
you weren't by my side when i emptied the new batch of petals
kicked up a dust storm and made my way to where the birds fly at 2:14 in the morning
opened the gate to see your garden filled
your name is placed in the center on a dull, gray stone i can't help but flatten the bed of daisies planted around you

this garden looked better brown