Paralleled Fates

White roses grew in my mouth Drunk in ambrosial poetries Craving for love from a butterfly 'til perpetual darkness. Argentine crepuscule stole my happiness Caliginous skies swallowed my entity Still waiting for her to come Seems I have to wait 'til morning sun When will you come butterfly? The flowers are dying, still I haven't seen you Slowly losing my ephemeral hope What is love without the sun? Petals furled, leaves dried Flowers in my mouth evanesce per hue Shade after shade, I learned to forget To end this perennial blue. Leisurely accepted the things that I shouldn't Heart just closed that once was open Forgot and moved on, learned stop hoping When eyes have noticed that she is coming.