By Andre Swanepoel Butterflies They break upon us unrelenting As the dawn breaks like a rainbow Refracting our dewdrop-eyes That settle at once upon our love Like condescending dust confounded In beauty that fuels these monarchs that flit As thoughts between sun and shade Gathering potency On an Unknown Road Just Before Dark The sun … Continue reading Butterflies and On an Unknown Road Just Before Dark
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