only once
would have been
enough
just once
hearing the words
coming from them
that me
or mine
is okay
just once
feeling the love
coming from them
coming my way
only once
would have been
enough
only once
would have been
enough
just once
hearing the words
coming from them
that me
or mine
is okay
just once
feeling the love
coming from them
coming my way
only once
would have been
enough
knowing it was there
knowing what went on
so familiar with the pain
wishing it was all gone
ages of denial
restlessly carrying it on
afraid to loose
what is mine
the fear for feelings
is so strong
this journey
seems an impregnable scene
suspected somewhere abroad
shadows of borderless freedom
in the land in between
knowing it was there
knowing what went on
so familiar with the pain
wishing it was all gone
ages of denial
restlessly carrying it on
afraid to loose
what is mine
the fear for feelings
is so strong
this journey
seems an impregnable scene
suspected somewhere abroad
shadows of borderless freedom
in the land in between
two butterflies
their bright yellow wings
fluttering in the air
the first spring sun
shines upon them
changing
their yellow wings
into transparent gold
while the wind
softly sings
touching
little green leaves
I could hear
a miracle
the touchdown
of the two golden-winged
intimate nearby
on a sprig