Conrad Lee

Your Lightness Of Being

Before we part for bliss for cheers,
Allow me some words displeasing to your ears -
That there's something lacking in your make
And your being the lightness of the air,
With which love's responsibility you'll never bear.

Like butterfly which flutters from flowers to flowers all,
You never seem to take roots but scrape the nectar you're looking for.
Life's for you a feast and I a cake,

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