The flower has blossomed 
Don’t build your alter 
In the place it once stood

Try as you might to entice it to stay 
Your pleads for desired resonance 
Echo in an empty chamber

The flower has blossomed
Don’t hold on to the petals
They turn to ash in your hands
Let go of the fragments

Take the dagger to the throat of your former
Slice the flesh and spread spilled blood across the soil    
They act as if they weren’t warned 
That the waters will rise and flood
And the Santa Ana blows through me 

The blue remains 
But the lightning doesn’t linger
Temporary nature 
Like the one that flows through me
Though my hollow heart grows 
As each love makes it more roomy

The outcast of eden 
Yours is the love that leaves a mark 
In the cavern of the heart 
Looking into the black of your eye 
The petals of ash echo  
The flower has blossomed 

I stand here where it once stood
But you are nowhere to be found