The Fading Bloom

"The Fading Bloom"

Upon a fair countenance, it fades pallid and weary.

A fragile frame, yet adorned with lingering grace.

A voice murmurs softly, almost lost in the whispers of the wind.

A tender touch awakens the scars within the soul.

In the haunting darkness, you glide.

In the embracing silence, you serenade.

Eyes seeking meaning in the twilight's hue.

A harsh destiny, veiled in the guise of hope.

Withered petals descend, bowing in surrender.

A reverie spun in the tapestry of thoughts.

The voice beckons the soul, tethered to the poignant visage.

Striving to embrace, yet fading in vitality's grasp.

For you, fading bloom.