He typed the words,
in a message I received.
It read...

10 words

You are my love,
like air is to my lungs.

~B.H.

ButterFly εїз ©

(Inspired by Forbidden Love)



I feel so distant from you

Separation anxiety got me… and

I know that it’s selfish of me… but

If I could...

I would...*  

Consume every ounce of you

Down to your soul

I would leave nothing for another’s

Taking, I want to ingest it all

Cupid shot the wrong arrows and now

We’re suffering the consequences of his mistake

When my heart is settled and at peace

Our attachment sparks a glimpse of hope

Another cycle of suffering begins… and

We gladly welcome the pain for… Just

A few precious moments to love

Though chronic, the goodness of this

Self afflicted pain proves, it is

Worth every tear that falls

When the moments of our love goes silent

I would be lying to myself if I said

I didn’t understand you’re hurting

Because we share the same pain

A glimpse of something we’ll never have… together

Somebody better fix cupids arrow... because

He’s playing with people’s hearts… Sigh


~Butterfly εїз  2011©

Shaking with passion from his {embrace}

Feeling the warmth of his {love}

Glowing from his {light}

Our hearts are {entwined}

and... I’m {hibernating} in it.


~ButterFly εїз ©

Attacked by that which I love

I hold my ground

try to maintain sanity

pain matriculating

poisonous seeds

one-by-one

planted, deep within me

tears formulate

I’m on the brink of releasing


Darts of fire

directed at me

I take cover

shielding myself from the attack

dodging the consistent blaze

though most of me am covered

still parts of me gets burned


It hurts...

I'm wounded...

Is there a fire extinguisher for pain?

PLEASE use it on me now!!!*


~ButterFly εїз   2011 ©