maandag, december 17


Lovely wall.

Days drip down from the ceiling
weeks follow days like slaves
Months try to hide, but time's not on their side
Years never close their eyes

I caught love on a summers day
when it flew by like a butterfly
I kept it in my hands, and took it for a dance
tried to keep it safe from harm

Love caught me when a summers breeze
knocked me off my feet
I fell in it's arms, got lost in it's charms
I let the butterfly free

Now days pass in a blink
and weeks follow days by choice
Months show their faces, fasten their paces
Years fly by like butterflies


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