
In the quiet echoes of my heart,
A ghostly presence takes its part.
Once a flame, now a wisp of smoke,
In his essence, I willingly soak.
A love so deep, it carved a mark,
Blinding me to the world so stark.
He was the storm, the calm, the hue,
A rarity, like morning dew.
We danced in love's fervent embrace,
Lost in time, in its endless space.
But time, it shifts, and so do we,
From who we were, to who we'll be.
Now I stand amidst love's debris,
Holding on to a memory.
A battle rages, fierce and wild,
Between what was and what's beguiled.
Yet, no regrets shall stain my soul,
For loving him made me whole.
In the love that once set me free,
I find the strength to let it be.
Ms. Butterfly Genesis