I imagine walking down a path of cobblestone
Asking questions but this time I am not alone
Jump on to this flowerbed
Butterflies swirling over my head
Is that how it feels to be alright?
God I hope it lasts through the night
I never felt this feeling before
It's not love but it's not a law
See how soft your hands seem to be
You said you might come back not leave
Oh darling how it feels to me
Safe and secure in my body
Brilliant sunshine on your face
Smooth pale skin dipped in lace
Happily walking along this path
Our own pace, our own laugh
No longer wonder will I have to chase
Walking walking, to our own pace.
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Author:
Jo Middleton (
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- Comment from author about the poem: For C.M
- Category: Love
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Comments1
beautiful jo 🙂 i love your mention of the flowerbed and butterflies... nice image. really enjoyed reading this , its very lovely
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