dendrophylax fawcettii
sometimes though I just met you
and in your look is everything
I want from life beginning now —
I know now I just met you
and start to picture everything
I scythe it to before our lives
I mow it to extinction —
and I had so hoped to save you
from a world which didn’t have you
and a life which didn’t have me
look what I did to everything —
next time I have just met you
I promise it will be enough
for me to die out with you
