Category: poetry
And Only Love I’ll send !
Dare I not cast a scream, my soul remains sublime.
Leave not a tear in my eye !
As you fly, up there too high I merely sound a sigh: “Why can’t I too fly? Why not o’ butterfly?” I get though no reply. I stay still where was I. Hence then down rolls a tear, Leaves falling from my eye and on my cheek does lie. You make me cry O’ butterfly!