by kazdata

Chère Florentine,

How have you been?
What are you doing?

Remember when the sun had come?
The seed I planted,
The birds had sung,
But nothing truly took my breath away,
Until I saw you.
Your sweet face,
Your warm embrace,
The way the flowers, to my heart they chased.
I knew nothing that could have taken me astray.

But when the nights fell and days grew warm,
When I finally told you I loved you.
You looked at me and said let's leave.
And I knew no struggle,
Standing next to you.
Your intelligence,
Your acerbic belligerence,
The way the flowers engulfed you too.
I knew nothing that would have made this love fade.

But is the high as high as the fall?
And the high the result of habit?

The leaves turned orange, yellow, and red,
And you told me our love was dead.
I said no we just need
A new symphony. 
In your embrace, I feared of the day I no longer would see, 
Your plastic smile when you were depressed,
Your hair and how it fell but not in a mess,
The way the flowers had turned away.
I knew nothing of why you wanted to leave me. 

The frozen tundra had caught up and thrown its leash, 
But now I was alone with no seed.
I thought about the day that you had left me,
Breathing but only barely. 
Without you, I remembered, 
Your lies to hide your illness,
Your tears when you knew it would end,
The way the flowers had frozen on your grave.
I knew nothing that could make this pain go away.

So one day will you promise me my Florentine?
When I join will you sleep right next to me?

Our love has been cher, my sweet lady. 
But you will always be my,

Chère Florentine.

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