Posted:
17 years ago
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,