Lilac bleeding lust

Lilac bleeding lust
I'm not craving what I must

In these gardens
I don't speak
I just listen
I collect

Lilac bleeding lust
I'm not craving what I must

I keep
what I take
knit the flowers 
night and day

Lilac bleeding lust
I'm not craving what I must

In these gardens
you may speak
I will listen 
I collect 

lilacs burgundy and white

some are darker some are light

for me to knit them 

through the night 

with blooms of passion 

and mistrust

our forevers happened fast

I will hide 
among the trees
play this game 
and make you miss

for the flowers in my hair 

will make you do what I don't dare

Lilac bleeding lust
I'm not craving what I must