I, like a butterfly to fire,
Rushed into Magic land of love,
Where Stars were singing in a choir
And dancing in the sky above.
The days were wrapped in summer passion,
Joy, laughter, flowers and fun.
They followed in great procession.
I was the one who always won.
I thought that love would last forever.
Alas! The gloomy autumn came
With rare sunshine, changing weather,
And your excuses so lame.
I burnt my wings in your desire.
Love seemed to be a tricky land,
Where every person was a liar.
Few stories had a happy end.
From this I learnt a bitter lesson:
Look underneath before you leap.
Devotion can contacts fasten
Affection makes the feelings deep.
Л.П. Береговая
Love is
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