When irises die!

When irises die,
and all my tears run dry.
Your voice echoes in my mind.
Begging me to try.
But why? How can I?

You're gone!
I cant feel your presence anymore.
I keep waiting behind the door,
yearning for the sound of your breath on the other side.
I am longing for a glimpse of my blue sky.

Now I'm forever cold!
Sleeping there on the cement floor.
The fire that once burned is now struggling with what's left.
I can see those green flames dancing their last waltz.
Fading gently into the endless night..

The last petal of my iris falls,
A smile drifts upon my face.
I too shall fade..
Its aroma takes me there.
To where the stars shimmer and shine.
You hold my hand, I shiver!
That warmth! Oh, that fire!
They are running through, to that very center,
Mending my veins!
Reviving me!
Making me whole again.