Butterfly And Flowers, Doves And Loves

Will I in dreams, begin to cherish The sight of you for whom I now wish To be so etched on this memory's mind A love so distant and so hard to find? I am one among many that you behold As your heart's capacity to love unfolds There lies so many rooms for your other loves A romantic collection of wandering doves. And yet you will say, 'you are different' Wished the difference would make love permanent! For the ways of new love these modern times Cause pain in the heart in uncertainty's prime.. No ties and no promises will ever be made Perhaps in another time the bond will be laid Another dream metamorphosed to beauty Will birth the butterfly of our Reality. Copyright Cynthia Buhain April 14,2010