I am the longest lily
reaching to press against the skin of your face
and consume your senses within me.
This world would surely wilt without you
inhaling me
without your breath
hanging on my skin
without your eyelashes
entangled and mingling among my anthers.
The sun is simply a cruel reminder of your absence,
and until you breath me in,
I am merely the
anatomy of a lily
In your presence,
I am the beauty and appreciation of the lily.