Mayflower's Granted Wish

Little mayflower has yet to fully bloom
So I stnad, waiting for her to bud
For this flower to glisten with a morning's dew
To hear her song, innocence begins to fall for black
Swan stained with blood, it cuts and she screams
Asking to more than a spoken word
One single choice to take
Does he kiss this flower, setting her alight
Only to have to walk way soon after
Does this flower wish so hard to be plucked
Only to be placed in some forgoten vase

Can you love from a distance?
Can you look on as I kiss another?
Yet still be set on me
Can you be touched and not lose control?
Can you be the silient watcher?
As I glance into your eyes, giving touch yet so many goodbyes
Could you be loving yet never a real lover, could you handle that pain?
The pain of being set on fire yet slowly burning away
Can I grant you a single wish, to satisfy your curiosity?
Your need yet never grant a wish again
Do you wish me for me to feed upon your flesh only once?
Do you wish for me to taste your mayflower, then never again?
Then only goodbyes, only a memory of something magickal
Something that only comes once to your bedroom door
Someone that leaves you alone evermore afterwards
One wish, to last in your mind forever
Could you handle it or would you burst into flames?
Could you find lost loves only a night, could you then let it go?