Brittle blossoms,
beauty blackened
Suspended stiff
on stagnant stem
Lifeless leaves,
damned to wither
Delicate descent
of death delivered

Desktop violets
once so fresh
Within five days
thou lost thy breath
Romance dried,
rigor mortis kissed
O’er the weekend
thy beauty missed

Magenta petals
eternally sleep
At times falling,
as if thou weep
Planted pink,
plucked in prime
Passion’s present
and killing crime