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Butterflies

June 1, 2011
By brittossa GOLD, Claremont, California
brittossa GOLD, Claremont, California
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Favorite Quote:
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desire can be won. It exists. It is real. It is possible. It is yours.


A soft touch,
a fleeting glance,
quiet whispers,
and a chance.

The perfect time,
a perfect day;
a chance to show,
my way to say

The things I feel
are giving rise
to an eruption
of butterflies.

Lean in now,
the time has come.
Two souls unite
and join as one.

A kiss so gentle,
so wonderf’lly sweet;
surpassed by nothing;
a tender treat.

Our lips separate,
our time is gone.
I bid thee adieu;
here comes the dawn.

I hope you see
what I do:
how you impact me,
and I, you.

So as we part
on this perfect day,
my chance to show,
my way to say

The things I feel
are giving rise
to an eruption
of butterflies.



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