This is a perfect example of where you set out to write something, to put a thought in words, and it just turns into a completely different thing on its own. It just flowed out on its own. It's basically 3 1/3 haikus.
The Unsettled Lover
She gave me a smile.
and then we laughed and we loved.
Born is the mayfly.
A mayfly is crushed.
A noisome soul traded for
a thought soon to fade.
Its been awhile since
I’ve thought about those mayflies
I see all in one.
Then I feel all. I am lost.
