Many a manner of flowers, bewildering in their beauty
were passed through your hands, encoding zeros.
At such time, I was the one.
no other flower could emulate.
A stunning blossom, grown from your desire.
The moment you reached for me, the darkness ceased.
You picked me from the womb of earth, and
I was given this new birth.
In that fatal moment your eye flickered,
and the sun screamed for me.
is the weight of the rock
constantly pushed uphill,
until it rolls down
too heavy to bear
Your eyes were immortal orbs of power, which melted molten into ash…
Tell me we can have them back…
Take the obsidian,
make it shine again..
make you mine again.