Orchard of Love

Their life had ended so soon
without a fraction of life to bloom.
Screams of agony seems so far away
he fled without a word to say.
Running through the path, shaking, stumbling, and gasping for air
he looked back nothing was there.
Youth's emblem, calm and silent night
Never knowing what happened under than moonlight.
When morning comes it will be too late
it must have been their loving fate.
Bodies lying motionless on the ground
with hand in hand
A night of loving death among the flat lands.
Ones desire to hold whats true
of memories shared of me and you.
White butterflies filtering the orchard of love
A rose with life, left to die on it's bud.
Tears of love, Tears of sorrow
the gates will open to the path you'll follow.
Take a chance and you will see
the souls of life, fly so free.