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Lyn-Purcell Sep 2018


Dance through the realm of
space and time, gliding
through the stars and
jumping over moon, sun and more

The hem of sunlit dress flutters as
the skies comes alive
with clouds of swallowtails;
sweet shimmering shards of diamonds

Let us spiral around
and laugh in symphony
Reach out our hands
Come, meet me at the outskirts
of Andromeda

My lips await you


Letting the mind wander! ^-^
Lyn ***
Adya Jha Aug 2018
Your love made me believe for real that our world is not a simulation
Because how could your touch be as binary as zeros and ones
When I feel the whole number line inside of me
How could you program a machine to be as random as my heartbeat when I see you?
And what about the butterflies -
What about the ******* butterflies?
Bartholomew Aug 2018
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
mitus Aug 2018
Rusty tools and broken boxes,
Silly fools and sly foxes,
The only one who really mocks is
You, and me, and our relationship.
We're somewhat compatible, complex but a fit
The way I want to feel your lips dance with my lips,
The way I want you to feel my heartbeat skip,
And my hands drift
How my heart rips,
When I want
You.
Silverflame Aug 2018
I have butterflies
roaming in my chest.
But these are not the
good butterflies;
these are the bad ones.
They have been kissed
by death and their wings
coated in despair have
found a nest inside of me.
Jean Aug 2018
i think
you bring out
the colors in me
the yellows and the oranges
all the blues and the greens
they just come out
when once you’re seen

you almost break down the walls
i’ve fortified

you remind me i should be careful around
all the people like you

because i feel all my colors flood out
once i start thinking of you

i get butterflies at your name
i know you don’t feel the same

but I can’t help but falling in love
with you

i think
you bring out
the colors in me
the yellows and the oranges
all the blues and the greens
they just come out
when once you’re seen
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018
Fae
Women of the Spring
Sitting on the vast Floral Hearts
Wings flutter gently
Walking past a field of flowers! I noticed that a few butterflies were
resting on them, too.  They look so beautiful when they fly away in the sun.
Need to pop down to the shop to get a few things!
Gonna use the time to plan out my free-verse too;
I've got the theme down at least.
Be back soon! ^-^
Lyn ***
Brandon Conway Aug 2018
I watched as your webbed nest grew
In the branch of the front yard tree
A plague of squirming brood
Not that a web of a spidering

Yours was much too thick
As I braved a finger, fear quelled
Skipped on using a stick
Strong and sturdy she held

“Are these caterpillars?”
You asked, I replied
“I think they are.”

You asked for the destruction of civilization
“You need to cut these down.”

“I can’t, I been watching them grow,
Watching this web slowly take over.
Now I see on every tree
When I’m out driving
Their villages
Where they live
Feeding off the leaves
If these are so common
Why are butterflies so rare?”

You responded with no care
“They are ugly, I don’t like them.”
  
I watched the rest of that tree
Be consumed
I hope that plague
Becomes beautiful soon
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