Crimson Bloom

Stroking your petals drenched in dew, a gentle breeze came near me, carrying the fragrance of your nectar, gently stirring me awake. Captivated by your essence, I came near you like a hummingbird, to savor the sweetness of your bloom. Though hummingbirds press lip to lip, savor nectar, and fly away, I embraced you with both my wings. It was love that I held for you. You said nothing, nor did you push me away. As I held you close to my breast, the thorns of your tender body pierced the depths of my chest. I fell lifeless to the ground. A soft smile lingered on my lips, fading gently, like the last light of the dusk. As my final breath slipped away, I saw your petals adorned in crimson, dyed red with my blood. Blooming with quiet satisfaction, for we had finally become one. ka~rum