Falling softly

Petals of intention
Fell softly on my ears
Floating to the floor
Covered over many years

In every gentle way
She shed truth that I'd forgot
Yet all the choice I heard
Was 'she loves me'~ yes or not?

In this land of make believe
Is where I've made my home
A hundred paper cranes
Tell me how to spot fool's gold

Lover, sister, friend
Only three chords that I play
Spiralled round a seashell heart
As tea sipped smiling fades

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