A Countryside Breeze
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You were mine,
glad to be caged,
imprisoned in my grip,
an ecstasy of love.
I was not wise,
looked further afield,
found other nymphs,
satiated and fully satisfied
I shunned your essence.
I opened my hand
and you
like a freed butterfly,
flew away.
I saw you gorge
on nectar sweet
and urged you back,
but the chain was broken.
Once again
like spring-time seeds
you flew away
upon the countryside breeze.
FICTION
Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2021
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