Daisies fell
Like spring's farewell
On a summer night
That quickly took flight.
Stars rained
Then, none remained,
A midnight spell
I couldn't dispel.
Mosses grew
Before i knew
The rose that died
On the riverside.
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The Death of Love
PoezieA poetry collection on finding and losing love ___________________ 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒕? ©bil garcia/ flightywords
