Quicksilver by Mike Williams 11/26/2015 @ 6:46 A.M.

Oh! My darling damselfly, 
On silvery wings of love am I. 

Day to day I flit and flutter, 
The trappings of my heart mutter. 

Life seems a golden shower of glitter, 
A thousand dalliances dance and fritter. 

In those fleeting moments I soar, 
Upon tender feelings higher o'er. 

Then dashed the rocks covered in dew, 
Clinging to mere visions of you. 

A heart swells and retracts astir, 
Hopeless then hopeful to bluster. 

Yet still I rise and swiftly I fall, 
Is not love quicksilver after all?