segment by segments of seeds dispersing. into an earth to be found her. from land to sea, the skies breeze, to all that can possibly be. if only a wonder, of what to become her, to fly and fly free. Even if it wasn’t, a smile that no matter what, everything would be okay. Dispersing.…

an elegant grace, echoes embrace, as kiss of touch in reflection. shatter. a slip{ broken in dance. bouquet, of forgotten vase… silent. of applause crescendo. What happened, happened… that was the reality of it. The only thing to be done was to move forward with what was to come. Deficient markings that ran across the…

refusing to listen, stopped by a reason. but becomingstranger apart. pieces of heart, frost. to leave and its cost.to hibernate, dormant a year. departure by blooms for sale.as all life greyscale. there he left. nothing to share, little to care. for she was no longer there. love gone, forced out, a roar in a chained…

feelings reveal in a touching haunt. hurt and ache in sentiment want. desiring to be, something to see. acquiescent yet reverent. stems of flowers wither and wilt.curled of dark implore. as blade pierces to hilt.

rain fell, where they stood. against her cheeks and made them laugh. he stood, leaving flowers. something beautiful, forsomething lost. in loving memory… farewell,my love. On the grass, on the pavement, petals all around, a carving of stone so graceful, butterflies flutter in remain, specks of light dispersing. She was gone, sent to the heavens.…

in the sound, rays of light. their bodies dance with harmony. thoughts move in serenade. when hearts hold from release. together through a dance, yet only a single chance.with bouquet left caprice. leaving to a piece she shared, broken as hands unpaired. He messed up. It wasn’t the way to go. And as she walks…

a quiet night as raindrops place, for which they grace and forever chase. but past the eve left much to leave, for drops upon her sleeve. a parting gift of moment kiss, knowing only there to miss. Drops slip from petals of roses. Left with an expression before departure. Transformation in life upon death. Broken…

that night to the stars, they stood together. what had felt would last forever, a heart was given but left, riven- as petals fall to the street. there alone, left on her own, for only whispers left for her to meet. It hurt him as much as it hurt her. So he withheld, withheld that…

a pocket of joy, a painter of fun, shining brightly like the sun. a wink here, a giggle there, and a laugh that brought up the air. but simply reminiscing, and there she went missing- her broken pretty heart. Why do sunflowers face towards the sun? Where do you get your source of information from?…

there stood his beloved. there she once stood. but drifted far away, far far away. distant alone cold. distant without a hold.a farewell in letter, if only to send her. beautiful, but sad. beautiful for it happened, andbeautiful in the wonder ahead. That was it. The end of the chapter. The paths became lost, it…

it was there she twirled, a dress of blush, lovely just to say. an innocent crush, or so he thought, and yet it wouldn’t go away. somehow he knew her, somehow he loved her, and somehow he lost her. curtsyof bokeh blurs. To love is nothing, to be loved is something. But to love and…

love. love is an art. every step slow. the passion strong. and when pieces fall apart, we begin as strangers again. and so he forgot. he saw her face in every flower, and yet she wasn’t there. but still, he surrounded his world in flowers. Each of these lives is the right one. every path…