nights follow days

and so it begins
with a gift of lilies
freshly cut, full of life
petals just began blooming

vase placed upon
her favorite dresser
sweetly reminding
of the charming new stranger

but the nights follow days
silently trading budding beauty with age
helplessly we can only
watch as the radiance fades.. away

time finds a way
to escape perception
things decay much too slow to
catch our attention

pedals wilt, couples quarrel
feelings taper
all good things eventually
seem to dry up and disappear

watch our radiance fade.. away
watch our youthfulness fade.. away
watch our usefulness fade.. away