Along he came…a collector of things
His butterfly net, along with schemes
Upon a budding branch with false intent
And kisses spent, upon her dainty cheeks
So into bliss she flew…
He said farewell, with lies & smiles
Her frail wings pierced upon the day
With love mpaled upon her wings
Her eyes would cry soliloquies
Unwritten words upon her tongue
While the winds of autumn tell her song…
#SuriPoems
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