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Erian Rose Jul 2019
butterflies still ring
at the thought of your name
flowers aren’t the same
without you beside me
you give me butterflies
creating fireworks in my heart
i wish I told you sooner
but now we’re right back to the start
Jann Jul 2019
Kiss me in the rain,
under the stars of the night.
Look me in the eyes and let me feel your soft thunder,
your smile as bright as the stars above.

Let me float between the earth and the sky,
Darling you make me feel so alive.
Don't be shy, tell me what you think
and I swear I’ll never let you sink.

In my dreams I danced with you again,
like that one day in the summer,
where it all began.

And in that moment,
lying beside you means everything to me.
The weight of the world lifts,
and I am happy with nothing more
than You, and me, and this night.

                    Let's free those butterflies in our bellies,
                    and let our hearts evolve together
Recurrent dreams of butterflies; my inner vision sings.
I saw my very happiness dancing on the wind.
Metallic iridescence like a precious living pearl;
Their wings receive the sun as they gracefully unfurl.
My fumbling hands swat the air to cage my merriment
But wings of bliss are transient, so my joys must end...
Waking from my reveries I find myself content
That butterflies and happiness will visit me again.
Julia Jun 2019
butterflies would always find me
in the dark

butterflies would always find me
to break my heart

butterflies would always find me
in my deepest dreams

butterflies would always find me
everytime somebody would leave
Noura Jun 2019
Your smile wakes the butterflies in my heart,
Eyes like honey, like art
Lips so sweet, I could kiss them all night
If you get any closer, I just might.

Your hip is pressed to mine
As the stars above us shine,
I touch your heart.
And you touch mine.
Emma Jun 2019
They say at the moment before your death,
You will have a piece of life flash before your eyes.
I wonder if it will catch my baby’s breath,
Or my very first butterflies.
I hope I will see all that is good,
Not my first love, but my last.
I hope I do not see the horrors of my childhood,
Or if I do, I hope it goes fast.
When my time comes, I hope it is filled
With all the I love
And all that I have fulfilled,
Warming my heart like a woollen glove.
D A W N Jun 2019
peculiar,
just like you.
you prefer hydrangeas
over roses
and when
you planted
a valley
of them
inside of me
i get butterflies in my stomach
everytime i see you
but when you left
the butterflies
stopped coming
flowers rot
lets make things worse
Daiss Jun 2019
The glow in my heart
You are my piece of art.
The butterflies are awake and alive inside,
I'm assured and secured to now tell you why.
every little thing you do and say,
It’s impossible to now stay away.
Let’s explore, take a look.
We’ll be able to fulfill the chapter of my loving book.
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