"Fragrance of bloom before the prick." Wow. Your writing is just so...REAL. I can picture and practically feel everything in your words.

"Flowing sighs." Beautiful.

"Drifting murmurs." Haunting.

"As the rain rushes to its splash, you come to me-stillness whispers, and I am gathered in." You've done it again, MC. It's a masterpiece! Those last lines are amazing. You have such a genuine way of connecting to your reader! :)

Another Favourite :)

Nice poem though, in my opinion, it should ryme in the next one. But here, it just doesnt seem neccesary.

p.s. i wrote a poem if you would like to read it

magical and sweet even if it's all about lies.

Fragrance of bloom before the prick

Flowing sighs,

good sentence.