Wednesday, December 19, 2018

The Butterfly Project











“You wanton quiet memory that haunts me all the while
In order to remind of her, whom love I send
perhaps when when you caress me sweetly I will smile
You are my confidante today, my dearest friend

You sweet remembrance tell a fairy tale
About my girl who’s lost and gone you see
Tell, tell the one about the golden grail
And call the swallow, bring her back to me

Fly somewhere back to her and ask her, soft and low,
If she think of me sometimes with love,
If she is well and ask her too, before you go
I am still her dearest, precious dove

And hurry back, don’t lose your way,
So I can think of other things,
But you were too lovely, perhaps, to stay
I loved you once. Good-bye, my love!”

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