A Chance
there are questions
which i never plead
for a reply
about
how
all those memories
which
closely sewn
in my thoughts
touched me softly
with its beauty
and ruined me deeply
in its density
i deluded myself
in somehow
you were
lit up in every moment
though it might be rediculous
but i feel your love
that never fade
I knit
every piece of hope
and collect
the fragment of wishes
to turn myself
into a peachy butterfly
fly up to heaven
perch on you
and see you
O
how i am waiting
for a chance
to tell you once more
how much you are loved
just think
for a chance
to finally
come true
~(c) Sukmawati Komala
Feb 2014
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