Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Of Sunflowers and Butterflies

I leftleft alone
I, left aloneyou left, alone
I amYou are
I, am waitingYou, are gone
In winterInto spring
In winter foreverInto spring, forever
Left alone, am waiting, in winter forever
Alone, are gone, forever
Seldom does love thrive,
In treacherous lives,
Where love, borne of need,
is often crushed by greed…

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