Lost love

So much pain, traverse with the look
all the plain full of flowers
the grass rises proudly
under your tears.

Scour sweetie through all this world
the throb of a passion to complete it forgetting
swarming of white butterflies to remember you forever
blind sadness hidden in my tears.

Just forgive me my love and come to me once more
for us to find lost love, in dream
ghost that covers through ailing hearts
find out the way to a haughty heart.

Poetry by Valentin Gabriel Cristea
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Written on 2006-06-24 at 10:59

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