Love arrived in Autumn like a Spring breeze,
Out of its time and out of its season,
Its dancing spirits left me ill at ease,
And the dark shadows, taunted my reason.
The green leaves that were my days before you,
Have drifted and faded and are no more.
The naive moments of white clouds on blue,
Have become remains on the forest floor.
The light and gentle glory was divine.
There was even a glimpse of forever,
But that which I was lent is never mine,
We only borrowed the time together.
I have heard the loveliness in a song,
And tasted the exquisite fruits and fare,
But the prize that is stolen feels wrong,
And the promise of joy becomes despair.
Love lets us believe in eternity,
Like a white bird flying across the sky,
Forever is until you discard me,
Chasing another golden butterfly.
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Author:
David Wakeling (
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True love is forever and beyond David as it is for me.
Andy
Good write D.
The golden butterflies are the best to chase about 🦋👐🏻🙏🏻🕊️
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