Floating on wings of sheer Beauty flutters of the heart, butterflies dancing within, feel them, there dancing deep inside, stealing your breath, a gasp to survive, trying to beleive, a wanting to experiance, there brillant sheer breath taking beauty.
Delicate and fragile is the butterflies heart, when touched it leaves a fine silken dust, that coates its possesor's scenses, and embeds itself forever within, within to stay, be it forever, or only in the heart?, never the less it stays, and its likeness NEVER to be known again, and its beauty everlasting.
Rare one of a kind, flutters of LOVE bringing of heartach, soft murmurs, silken flesh, distant and alone in sadness confusion, soaring to highs to be fluttering so low, WHY? tis the cycle of life brief intense, then for instant NOTHING! close enough to feel but to far to touch, the butterfly so near but yet so far. Shhhhhhh but LOOK....it waits, waiting, hovering in the stillness of this place, foolish maybe! nessasary Definatley!
Notes From The Author: You may e-mail me with any comments about my poetry.
This is to someone very special in my life....She knows who she is...its for her... by Me the meaning is clear to see xxx
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