Butterflies

Love flits on the wings of butterflies Here one moment and the next gone Only lingering enough to see its beauty Then away again to visit another Many a day I have spent wishing Wishing that I had not taken it for granted Praying it would stay awhile longer Basking in its warming glow But it wasn't meant to be for long It gives me only time thinking Thinking that I could change what I can't Giving me only enough to say good-bye With tears of longing I watch it slowly flutter from my hand Waving with solemnity of one who hates Hates that it could not stay and be my ray of sunshine In a dark and desperate world Tears of solitude bathe my desperate face Grasping for it and reaching for it It slips through my fingers like sand And escapes into unearthly freedom Although I am angry, I am grateful Not many are visited by the true butterfly Only its cousin who spreads himself thin I am one of the lucky few Even living with the regret of knowing Knowing the one I will love forever leaves me They are truly the one I will remember And my heart is split in two as they take half My soul is rendered useless Because only half is present It cannot be reunited unless Unless my only true love that is gone gives it back Until then, I simply wait while shedding tears of regret Taking advantage of the time I had was never accomplished It was wasted on feeble dreams Living with the pain is unbearable Letting them go is not an option They stay forever even though they are gone There is no other and never will be Moving on is impossible Others wish to look for the butterfly with me I can't I simply wait until it returns on the shoulder of my lover Until that day all I do is wait No one else entices me like they do No one else can touch me but them But living with the fact that those hands can never touch again I can't do it So I slip into a dead slumber Eternally waiting for the one who can bring me back to life...