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Ma Cherie Jun 2017
gently breezing
by my face
you dance upon
the morning sky,

intricately,
patterned lace,
I watch
as it just passes by,

but he is just
so beautiful,
he entrances
every eye,

a lovely little
floating wisp
in the form
of butterfly,

on the air
so clean an crisp,
I wave a hand
but no goodbye

an not a single grieving tear
not a tear for me to cry,

as I know
I will definitely
see you again
one day.

Ma Cherie © 2017
Idk just thinking. About someone who died awhile back. Love you all. Trying to see work consumed by life tho ;/ lol muah muah x ❤❤❤
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
☆☆☆☆
messangers of fire
have made a fiery show
they are now extinguished
'neath a blanketing of snow
Vermont and New York's upstate
have seen these leaves like brass
the maples and the mulberry
☆ ☆the deciduous ash☆ ☆
☆  ☆    shedding ☆☆   ☆
☆   ☆  ☆   ☆A    ☆☆☆    ☆
☆☆    W☆☆☆
☆    A    ☆
☆   ☆☆  Y☆   ☆  ☆
their colors/like molten goldenrod
making manifest/the mighty power of God
now the fragile snowflake/replaced the
glowing pyre/gone are all the showy floes
the messangers of fire

SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/15/2015
I hope this year has brought
you many blessings
with the holidays upon us
fall is gone
but never forgotten

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