Free verse Poetic expressions of the sentiments at hand

Lilac

Her beauty ensnared me, the fragile yet bold aroma she spreads leaves me coming
Back each day for a clipping of her intoxicating joy, she surrounds me in the false idea that the world is full of love, that tomorrow when the sun comes up, our world might be a little better, sadly the illusion lasts only a few weeks, and afterwards her petals fall, unleashing my forgotten fears. the heat is overwhelming now, I awaken from my sleep. Gone with the cool and fresh spring breeze, more than anything want her here, but though I've tried I just can't replicate her sweet and kind embrace

*This is very unpolished and was written kind of randomly, but honestly I don't think poetry has the same sense of emotion once you've edited the crap out of it, so I'll probably just stick with the raw poetry as I like to call it, xoxo Maddy*