Paralleled Fates
White roses grew in my mouth
Drunk in ambrosial poetries
Craving for love from a butterfly
'til perpetual darkness.
Argentine crepuscule stole my happiness
Caliginous skies swallowed my entity
Still waiting for her to come
Seems I have to wait 'til morning sun
When will you come butterfly?
The flowers are dying, still I haven't seen you
Slowly losing my ephemeral hope
What is love without the sun?
Petals furled, leaves dried
Flowers in my mouth evanesce per hue
Shade after shade, I learned to forget
To end this perennial blue.
Leisurely accepted the things that I shouldn't
Heart just closed that once was open
Forgot and moved on, learned stop hoping
When eyes have noticed that she is coming.
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