Flowers Pt. 2

So I'll sit here as the tea steeps,

Waiting to calm my throat,

For it still yearns to speak your name.

And those flowers-

Those damned flowers-

Have not yet left me to drown in your absence.

So please, come back.

Please reach through my teeth and rid me of this lovely scent

You have left me with.

It's getting hard to breathe.

4/28/23