he loves me not

holding on to my bloom

until the cocoon turns to butterfly

and brushes it's purples and yellows

on my red bud

tears of love not taken

fall with the pedals

when the butterfly

flies away

without landing

on my full rose blossom

I watch the butterfly dance

showing off it's patterns

too busy to pick up

a pedal or two

as they fall one by one

he loves me, he loves me not

he loves me, he loves me not

he loves me, he loves me not

he loves me, he loves himself not

he loves himself, he loves me not...

copyright RA 1995

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