Butterflies are rare

Teddy.15

 

 I confess my very first love 

was the one that gave me butterflies

the one, that made me

swing my arms around

in eternal hope

never to let go

 

hands, I wanted to hold

twenty-four-seven

and my smile?

it just wouldn’t let me rest

not even as I slept

in sweet slumberbash

 

alas

 

it simply wasn't to be 

and no matter of all the in-betweens  

nothing could have saved our love  

 

i'm not regretful

actually i’m most grateful

 

 

because love is…

 

profound pain

immense happiness

instability

loyalty

 deceit

and sometimes jealousy  

hell, even death 

 

but I wouldn’t want it any other way

 

because my darling

butterflies are rare.

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  • Tom Dylan

    A brilliant poem, just brilliant. The way it builds and builds to the last lines. Just fantastic.

    • Teddy.15

      Awe so very beautiful this review I'm simply blushing Mr Tom C Dylan. Hey my romantic muse is very rarely seen you know? Yeh I'm more of a gloomsday writer 😆 thank you so much 🌹

    • Neville


      I enjoyed every single word, but as I reached the concluding line, I couldn't help but smile .. because I know for a fact that both butterflies and love are elusive & fragile and beautiful .. and .. ❤️

      • Teddy.15

        Yeh it's the butterflies within dear Nev isn't it and the ones floating around too true my dear friend. Thank you 🦋

      • Accidental Poet

        Rare as is this love Teddy. Personally, I just love when your Muse of love comes out with a wet quill. Beautifully penned dear poetess. 🦋👍

        • Teddy.15

          Wow A.P what an amazing thing to say. Thank you dear friend straight to my poetic heart ❤️

          • Accidental Poet

            Some friendships live forever
            And then some slowly die
            Still others are not friendships at all
            But rare is the friendship between you and I 🫂

          • Doggerel Dave

            Upstairs somewhere you said you were a 'doomsday writer', Teddy, I thought 'oh come on...' My sense of humour must have momentarily left me.... Apologies...
            A deeply romantic write.....

            • Teddy.15

              The gloomsday poet lol I am sometimes. I can feel your humour dear Dave glad to have you here, I'm a big bundle of fuzzy love today. 💜

            • sorenbarrett

              Not only rare but beautiful in color as they drop and raise. I find their different colors solace for the soul from the reads and yellows, whites and iridescent blues to ones that seem to try to communicate with numbers on their wings. A beautiful metaphor and poem.

              • Teddy.15

                Thank you dearest sorenbarret so very humbled when you leave your beautiful words. 🦋

              • Alan R

                Satisfying read.

                • Teddy.15

                  Dear Alan R Thank you so much 🌹

                • Thomas W Case

                  Truly beautiful. You nailed it.

                  • Teddy.15

                    Thank you so much dear Thomas ❤️

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Wonderful emotive words Teddy, may those butterflies come back to you.

                    Andy

                    • Teddy.15

                      Sure Andy thank you. 🌹



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