16 Nov Blindfolded Butterfly
The sound of her name makes me blush
To take my time, slow down and not rush
To smell the roses and savor the day
To stay where I am and not run away
To hear her laughing an umbrella in the rain
Coal for my engine or some bleach for a stain
It tickles my heart and makes me smile
Like a mothers loving hug to comfort her child
Her snuggles are warming and soft like a bear
Giving a drowning person a lung full of air
A ticket for a ride to the worlds best sleep
A little something for a starving heart to eat
The gentle way she looks into my eyes
Welled up with tears not ready to cry
Vibrating with my soul the perfect note
A juicy kiss living in a sweet envelope
Chained up to passion a magical way
Bruises do last but slowly go away
The peeks of the range glisten with snow
Blind folded down the path we easily go
Her eyes lit up with the fire of the sun
In that amazing moment: I’m the only one
A spark of light, a candle in the dark
More soothing and peaceful than an angelic harp
The sound of her name makes me blush
To take my time, slow down and not rush
To smell the roses and savor the day
Butterfly oh butterfly please don’t fly away
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