Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2019
EGGS,
Why don't we go back from the start?
Where we met near the leaves.
CATTERPILLARS,
The stage when always being fed with love.
PUPA,
We started to change.
Our love was becoming mature and continued to grow.
Always afraid of being let go.
BUTTERFLIES,
You spread your wings and started to fly.
All you did was to make me cry.
Our love was full of colors,
But you flew to another flower.
Just like a life span of a butterfly,
It only lasts for two weeks,
so our Love is.
I connected the life cycle of a butterfly into love.
Scaevola Lisianthus
Written by
Scaevola Lisianthus  F/Somewhere
(F/Somewhere)   
1.6k
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems