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Gwen Johnson Jun 2014
My daughter when you were little
You called butterfly's flutterby's
Because they effortlessly flutter through the skies

As a child I was as carefree as a butterfly
I always wanted to fly through the sky
But my butterfly dreams were just dreams
And they fluttered by "bye"
Resisting gravity unlike I

My darling daughter the years
Have so quickly fluttered bye
But I always cherish any moment spent with you
You always give me wings
And a song that I can sing

Flutter bye
Goodbye
I love you like the sky
And through the moments
We'll both fly away
A poem I wrote with my mother Ann M Johnson
Aztec Warrior Sep 2016
Butterfly Flutterby**

The music swirls Cherry Blossoms,
pink petals fluttering in the air
as if plucked by morning notes
and you glide in dawn’s sweet touch
like a slow butterfly song.

Break down:
hey hey baby
come come
my lady
are you a butterfly
all fluttery sweet
and crazy down,
maybe you’ll dance with me
tonight.

Flip side:
this fusion, hard rock
and hip-hop
swirls cherry blossom petals
fluttering in your crazy breeze
of sweet tasting
butterfly notes.
Baby baby
you are a
sweet butterfly song
playing
dancing
in my heart...

Come come
my lady
and I will help you sing.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 8.27.16
Note: I drew heavily on the song by Crazy Town, “Butterfly”
the song embedded below.
....thanks for reading...
music is
"Butterfly" by Crazy Town
link:    https://youtu.be/9hYNjn1gohM
searching  Jan 2015
flutterby
searching Jan 2015
you need to slow it down some.
you've been feeling out of whack,
a ghost in your own shoes.
where is my mind?
in my body
or in the sky,
i wanna be here.
always here.
i need to practice
presence and patience.
my disjointed and unfocused ramblings will be the death of me.
i need to pay attention.
i need to meditate.
i am always here.
now i am.
it's not always butterflies.
sometimes you gotta make your own way to flutterby.
what my soul says today
Calli Kirra  Sep 2013
Flutterby
Calli Kirra Sep 2013
A knife that you can sing into
A prison cell with a pretty view
A circus show that makes you cry
Looking up to a hot pink sky
Mr. Officer is rolling a blunt
A bunny rabbit that kills and hunts
A talk show host with nothing to say
100 degrees on a rainy day
A corner baby that pays to ****
A step mother that loves you a lot
A man in an alley that just says hello
Printing directions with nowhere to go
as a butterfly
fleets the cocoon
vivaciously flying
towards never land
I love, love

don't let time
turn silent
the answer I find
forever in your eyes
I love, love

dive in with my fate
as an infinity
speaking softly
from what you feel…
when you're with me,
and when you are alone in flight
looking for your journeys
end

I love, to love

I sit in meadows
fresh, vibrantly green
creating shapes of
the cotton ***** above
I love, to love

breeze tangos with
my hair gently
sun illuminates you
while fluttering by
I love, to love

my heart twinkles
at the thought
never to cease
blissfully fulfilled
boundlessly intertwined
confidently whispering I love
you

*I love, love...love, to love...love you
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
inspired by
Wendy Starry Eyes'
"AGING TIMES"

@pink                                               blue@
@green fuchsia       \ /      gold magenta@
yellow orange  ●●  indigo purple
@black buff ■■ turquoise@
rainbow ■■ red ecru
@@flame  ■■ emerald@
@silver copper  ■■ vermilion puce
@crimson         ■■        carmine@
@                                        @


SoulSurvivor
(C)12/12/2015
Neha Singh  Mar 2013
Untitled
Neha Singh Mar 2013
when i'm with you
i'm a teenager
riding my new ladybird
buying my 1st strawberry soda

when i'm with you
i'm a 6 year old
happily drunk on frooti
swinging in the park
infront of my house

when i'm with you
i'm as shy as a teenager
wearing a laced bra
for the first time

when i'm with you
i see a butterfly flutterby
and wonder just how many of them
are inside my heart

when i'm with you
i feel the wind in my hair
while you take me in your arms
and spin the world around me

when i'm with you
i am that 6 year old
playing hopscotch
holding my skirt
kicking about with my small toes

when i'm with you
i'm wearing that babypink & cream frock
that my father gifted on my 6th birthday,
and running around barefoot with joy

when i'm with you
i'm that shy teeanger coz
my crush has a crush on me too

when i'm with you
i want to buy popsicles & cotton candies
and collect stickers and tazos with you

when i'm with you
i let you tie my laces
and choose which color of gems
i am going to have next

When i'm with you
i wonder how blue the skies are
how green the grass is
how flirtatious the wind is
and why you love me so much
in memory of a rare love, written in a heartbeat.
to*  affinity  fortified
to  fosforus  frenchynice
to  e­ffortless  to fantasized
to  effulgent  freefateflight
to  fantasy  fre­efallity
to  faithful  affirmity
to  fabulous  effervesce­nt
to  fiery  ferociousness
to  fairy femininity
to  feline  femalefool
to  fuzzy  flutterby
­to  flambouyantsy
to  flameaman
to  fellowfollows
to  *face to face

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