Telltale Lilac Bush

I take my beloved's palm
As she departs this world, grasping for life
Gone, but growing
My life returns
Evening celebrations bring nighttime terrors
Visitors wonder, suspecting me in silence
She remains, with me, her remains
A lilac bush blows in the breeze
Against the window, it beckons
The air stagnant and lifeless
Alerts my nighttime callers

The bush, an oddity
I protest, but they unearth
The lilac bush grows
From my beloved's palm



Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Wolfe
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