Sadness fills his eyes
What to do now, with love’s butterflies?
Through love’s song and dance
They flew the distance of chance ..
One by one, fluttering done
Captured by love loss, unable to fly,
A gentle fragile song he sings
Of a broken heart, and flightless dreams,
Tears always know, when love goes missing
The kind of missing where the butterflies lie ..
In the shadows of hopes and beautiful things.
Sadness fills his eyes,
In the company of hurt, and harmonize
He pulls up a seat at loves end
Love’s butterflies, sung to, quieten
To softly, quietly, blanket them,
Somewhere in time their wings will mend
Only the magic of love, knows when.
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