Thursday, 5 December 2013

Butterfly Tears

Why do I cry
When butterflies fly?

Their soft wings embrace
The sweet light of day,
As slowly they dance
Upon nature’s dreams,
Yet dreams have no
place in my heart.

Only darkness lives there,
Playing with the memories
Of days long ago.

As butterflies pass,
I close my eyes
And watch them dance
Upon my dreams.

Yet, why do I cry?

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