Random Thoughts Poem by blond lee

Random Thoughts



When flowers began to offer drunken madness,
Butterflies could endure no more of sadness.
I felt the warmth of your sweet breath - Oh, it was
The wind caressing soft my face with gladness.

Wednesday, February 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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