Another Lover

Another lover chose to go away.
Somehow it doesn't matter much today.
Love was never blinded by the pain.
It chose to rain until it reigned again.

Learning once again to love the rain.
Washing clean the thought of any stain.
Natural, the feel of healing.
Light and airy, fly within the feeling.

White feathers in the many hues of blue.
Clouds drifting past the aftermath.
Dawn that streams the day away
and sets within your dreams.

Another lover chose to go away.
Today I choose to love them anyway.
What greater peace than this
can ever be...?

? Michaelette ?

6/19/2002
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