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"A Philomel"!
she oneday said:
i wish my life,
would become a story, in a shell~
a story the sea, will oneday tell...
The sea had spoken,
as her heart, today, was broken...
a witch had turned her into a bird,
so with a love song, her love she'd tell,
of standing on his window, she was never bored,
with days, she became his philomel!
she told him she love him,
she was scared~
she was afraid~
as never before,
and as she did,
he simply said:
you're a bird,
and things are impossible!
for him,
she watched the sunshine and the sunset,
day by day, she told him about it!
for him,
she watched the sparkling stars above,
so she'd explain to him~
how wide, to him, was her love!
he simply said,
you are a bird,
and things are impossible!
for him,
she talked to the moon,
as its light was sneaking in, to his room,
she was beside him,
he was never alone,
with her melodious love songs,
she made him a whole,
she made him happy,
she gave him a hope!
she flied around him,
she was beside him,
she guide and guard him,
to prove her love,
he simply said,
you are a bird,
and things are impossible!
she cried too hard,
and wished again,
i wanna be back,
i want a name!
the witch came back,
with the choice of the game!
she,
she might turn her into a bat,
or a frog,
she had to decide, would she become a cat,
or a dog!
not a human, not a light,
not an angel, nor a sight!
as the choice she had,
she was turned into a butterfly,
he wondered, where his philomel had disappear,
was it wounded? will it appear?
was it away? or was it near?
where did it fly?
why did it cry?
he couldnt believe, that it'll be a SHE,
his choice was bad,
cause he didnt believe!
she had to show him,
that she love him,
before she'll die,
where she wanted~
on his showlder,
on his hand,
on his pillow,
just somewhere around~
at least to say she oneday tried,
to have a part in his life!
she couldnt tell him,
her simple language he didnt understand,
so on his showlder she simply died!
on that butterlfly, he cried and cried,
for it's death he was sad!
then,as his tears fell on her,
to what she was,
she was turned,
alive but dead,
she was there!...
with regret the guy more just cried!
he realized,
how by destiny he was betrayed!
that's how the story,
came to end,
the roses fade, as the eye had shed!
he was living in her heart,
'til and after the day she died...
she oneday said:
i wish my life,
would become a story, in a shell~
a story the sea, will oneday tell,
the day had come,
and it was told~
with the day she's dead!
THE END
Marizela,
