TO THE BALLERNIA WHO SLEEPS
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Why were you stolen away my little flower
My love. I’m barren again. The emptiness
Occupies our lives, the silence that knives
Through the heart and the bleeding heart
Stops not to think of you, the laughter that
Echoed the walls are now just memories
The dining room without the art that
You make is like the cemetery. Make
Them vivid with your spillage of milk
Spread the food all around, we are never
Tired of cleaning.Your stubbornness
Is what we seek. Make our days sunnier
By the innocent smile of yours, I wait to
Nurse you, to see your falling steps ,
He waits to comfort you, to protect
You and fulfill your wishes.
The chateau is empty without
your foot steps like the haunted mansion.
Where did thy lord’s mercy go,
Stealing my womb’s treasure
I shall never forgive you my lord .
Sleep my ballerina in peace.
My love’s gift Sleep well my darling
under the shadows
Of the cherry blossoms.

-ButterflyDreamer

MOON FLOWER –unacquainted love -II
Look into my eyes my moon flower,
Bright and cool is the light, I feel the
Love in my veins calling me, to unite
With the serenity that I long for, long
Am I dreaming, stay with the reality,
My consciousness begs, yet you my
Dream let’s aboard the eternal, mystic
Wagon to reach the shooting Stars,
Kiss me; kiss me to warm no to
Revive my senses that were withered
To bloom from my roots and spread
The fragrance, Ignite my passions
To live the real moments Burn me
Like the fires of hell leaving no scars
Tempt me to taste the purity of essence
Love me to love till the core of the
River that vitalizes my body drain
Hit me as the storm leaving nothing
But you alone in my memories
Play me as the musician to the tune
My vibrancies towards the love you
Provide. Steaming in the fog,
I always drench and drift towards
The one that will never occur,
I need you my moon flower.
I wish and I wish that may
This dream longer than the existence
Of my dear Soul

Butterfly Dreamer