CocoonThe gloomy mist of winter’s cloak surrounds A silent, solitary chrysalis At rest upon a broken branch of brown, As early morning’s melancholic kiss, With aid of dark’s still present grip, subdues Profound excogitation of a life Without constriction from the pupa’s ruse, The gleam of yellow to the east is rife With happiness and hope, while insecure Thoughts dissipate, revealing colors true, And blooming from the chrysalid are pure Roy’l purple wings that reach for skies of blue, From morning mist's ambivalence, the light Sets free a brilliant butterfly for flight.Cocoon
In my sea of memoriesIn my sea of memories Your reflection's crystal clear to me, In the heavens of my mind, Your brilliant light's not hard to find, In the fires of my heart Your burning love lights up the dark, Through mem'ries, mind, and heart I know My love for you will always grow.In my sea of memories
One Day With YouA single day is not enough To hear your voice and feel your touch, I need more time to understand Your silly laugh and loving hand, That stalwart smile keeps me above, Those smoldering eyes burn deep with love, When we're apart I miss you so much, One day with you is never enough.One Day With You
ConnectedYour brilliant eyes, they lock with mine, How quickly we lose track of time, Our conversation drifts away, As silence finds a place to play,Connected
Emotions, they're too strong to hide, While feelings flow from deep inside, I never want for us to part, Because you'll always hold my heart.
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