"flutterbye" poems
In that moment, her face is so close to mine.
She’s talking, and she’s talking, in a softer than native tongue,
and though I understand, I am not listening.
I’m preoccupied,
slowly watching the last of my oxygen float away,
brushing across my cheek until slowly,
it drifts to the surface of her eyes, surrounded by blue, and an inklike iris.
below these puddles on her face was milky skin,
dotted with molecular shades of auburn spilled across cheeks, and a nose crinkled in laughter, spilling from the curve of slightly chapped lips
Hair the yellow-white of flutterbye roses laced between her fingertips in brief waves, rolling past her shoulders and resting softly by her side.
But this is all but a moment, worded as a stare
a moment unobserved, and unrequited by the girl who for an instant took away my air
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 3:10 PM UTC
How we trade passions throws for securities, and build fortresses around our hearts, losing a little of ourselves each bit
Like the way she made your soul smile with butterfly tingles in courtship.
Don't flutterbye butterfly
When last did you take in the awe of a garden, the snapdragon flowers , or with its boastful song the vibrant colors of the beautiful songbird.
Don't flutterbye butterfly
Like going to a safari park and being so disappointed for not seeing the lion and it's **** but seeing the hundreds of swallows nesting in the wall of a riverbank, or the sheer beauty of the flycatchers and bee-eaters.
Don't flutterbye butterfly
How we forget to live and love it all! Why else would God have given it all to us! How much less do we give of ourselves by not looking at life as love! Love cause God gave it all to us in love!
Don't flutterbye butterfly
Drink it's sweet nectar
Life yeah
May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 2:52 AM UTC