wing of butterfly

Павел Ничков
dry
discoloured flower
and
a crumbled
wing of butterfly

between
two yellowed pages
of
love poetry...

a kiss
and some
memorable instants
plus
the endless moment of pain

just between
birth
and
death...

and several subtle rhymes left

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