No, NO!
how can this be
why doth thou lips meet his
alas those lips should be me
and Mine!
Too twisted and warped
this moment in time
Doth thou not remember it
in my eyes you stared
by the fountain
not far from here
with smiles like rhyme
how your lips by sunlight shine
those lips
ruby red as if stained from gold and wine
his unworthy upon yours dine
if only in my greatest pain I think
twas I to offer my name
how Vain was I to imagine us
by this fountain
right after rain
in between a dream and dawn
to share the day until dusk
Damn this old fountain
and the many unanswered wishes
away I will fly and not far from here I'll die
but with one last jester
by your cheek and eye I leave
butterfly kisses
farewell and goodbye




Butterfly Jealousy©2010_Roberto.L

absolutely lovely and enchanting write!

nicely done and great to see you back writing again!!

Thank you all
It's very good to be back.