To my butterfly; how do you fly so high?
Wishing I was that strong to go against the wind
Against all odds and still you survived
And produced beauty in the end
Started off so soft and grew into a cocoon
had me thinking you’d be guarded
But even in this world so cold
somehow you’ve grown softer from what hardens
Dear butterfly, you give me butterflies
and they alwayz come by the dozens
A tingly sensation when I’m around you,
I feel them soaring through my stomach
I can’t help but smile and stare
cuz I’m staring at ya soul
And when u smile back, it gives me a warmth
that soothes a heart that was cold
Sweet butterfly,
I get weak when you flutter by
So please butterfly
don’t shut ur eyez
because when I look into them........
I fly
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 12:33 PM UTC
To my butterfly; how do you fly so high?
Wishing I was that strong to go against the wind
Against all odds and still you survived
And produced beauty in the end
Started off so soft and grew into a cocoon
had me thinking you’d be guarded
But even in this world so cold
somehow you’ve grown softer from what hardens
Dear butterfly, you give me butterflies
and they alwayz come by the dozens
A tingly sensation when I’m around you,
I feel them soaring through my stomach
I can’t help but smile and stare
cuz I’m staring at ya soul
And when u smile back, it gives me a warmth
that soothes a heart that was cold
Sweet butterfly,
I get weak when you flutter by
So please butterfly
don’t shut ur eyez
because when I look into them........
I fly
Inspiration: To Kimberly, you’ll always be my butterfly
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