Hallowed Echoes

Endless loops of your voice replay

Like petals unfurling

In no particular order and all together

I’m drawn in, sweet nectar 

The words fill my ears creating imbalance in the Eustachian equilibrium 

Drunken and unable to comprehend their meaning 

But so familiar and… so good for that matter

A ringing tinnitus that only softens with my confusion

I return to fetal sleep, float in the sounds of these dreams

And in my wake

Smell the flowers to which you once tended 

Cerulean delicacy 

Fragile droplets leave the glimmer of salt 

The eyes will not feast while the heart hungers

As petals fallen to the ground will surely wither

I thought I was the ground awaiting your return

But I am the roots that will dry up

Long after your befallen beauty

©️ The Sad Owl