Ofher
He is always thinking of herAbout the woman of a million ways
About the love she says and says and says
About the 'smiles she gives to me for free' [LW.(by) J.H.]
There are days he wishes she really were a zebra striped butterfly
With her circus smile~
He is always falling for the days the ways she dyes with summer rainbows
With the rivers she sends shivers with the waves of her wandering hair
Tomorrows always threatening to bloom with flowers she creates
Showers of s l o w e t e r n a l laughter ever after all his days
About the love she says and says and says
About the woman of a million ways
He is always thinking of her . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-02-14 at 00:25
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