with out noticing

you become a daphne beside me

your ear became a flute made of the fruit

of a sweet flag 

your arms- sheaves of sea oat

the freckles on your neck turned into

ripe chokeberries

virginia creeper a netting where your ribs lay 

and your breasts turned to marsh mallow

red in the centers again

your skeleton

filled with lobelia

and bergamot

i tried to embrace you but you failed and fell

and your living bouquet 

fell like a sundered broom 

and you were no more