Tracing thin threads through stems, the botanist affixes fine stipules

Forming through thick terra tough, you should have listened we are on the precipice

One side forever wilted

The other never dead!

Ambrosial elements caged in forceful arrogance, ignorant wisteria the lesser of two

Forget me not inflorescent, forget me not incandescent

To bruise the petals and see a dream where all the colours fade into me, you must find for yourself what this all represents before it’s life swiftly withers

One and only hundreds more, you have to hold your tongue, confusing all the others, when the truth is there is one

Narcissus glutted with rays from the sun, blind to its foundation, its roots are strangling spit out the pith!

An unfortunate event, for the soul that holds this nourishment

Anther sweet like wine every wish becomes desire

A chain of pale jade hanging around your neck

I do not know of tears for where I live sorrow cannot enter

Forget me not omnipresent, forget me not horizonless

Surveyor of the skies, voyeur of its radius

Explain to me the reason why

I feel as I'm indebted