The Butterfly Effect

I start my day at dawn
fly in the joyous sun
I live in colors
looking for the blossomed ones

She smiles everyday
as I meet her in the park
we speak of lonely times
spent in the dark

Many have come before
none like me, she says
I am a bit more gentle
in my nectared ways

Such is life and love
nothing lives and lasts
in the end we’d be in boxes
unliving the forgotten pasts

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