Her beauty mocks me.
A graceful butterfly
Once blessing me
With her presence.
Tho, as life took its toll
I slowly lost hold and,
She swiftly flew into the sky.
Her beauty escaped me
Leaving me lost for words
And paralyzed with the fear
Of losing her,
Before she was mines.
Who knew butterflies could bite?
Cupid choked me
Her love revoked mines
Tho, I still think.
This lock and key
Belongs to this butterfly
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Author:
JayPoetry (
Offline) - Published: April 1st, 2013 19:08
- Category: Love
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Comments4
sweet and lovely write about that oh so elusive butterfly of love. 🙂
Beautiful Jay, hope your Butterfly flies right back to you, soki
beautiful write. I enjoyed reading it very much. The butterfly of love is very elusive and if you can hold it gently it will stay of it's own accord.
Metaphor of butterfly worked..........Please read my poems and comment.
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