Thursday, April 25, 2013

Could be Fatal

Floating, softly through the air
They oft inspire serenity
beautiful colors, no heavy cares
Still, I don't like them inside of me
lightly tumbling
silk wings tickling
fluttering against the walls
my tummy rumbles and clenches against the darkness
my heart churns, beating rapidly
my soul swarms 'round,
hoping for the rescue
but sweet is still the sound
of your voice in my ear and your kiss on my lips
and everything you do
is perfection
adoration, settling in
but I can't take it any longer
I shall burst with happy light
the joy will shout from 'side my heart
my soul can't take more happiness
without you to help support me
so come, my love, stand near and stay
before these butterflies destroy me

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