The closet is this quiet
Inside place within me
Where I hide sometimes
When I dont want to seek...
I hide there in the sad days
When nothing seems to go well
Or in those days in which
I don't feel good about myself
it is dark and lonely there
But comforting in a wierd way
Like the womb of a mother
A quiet loving place!
The Butterfly and The Flower - Nature Romance
She was a " social butterfly" They say... Her days went by Flying from flower to flower Tasting the nectar of life While adorning...
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