Butterfly Magic
Lay my down in the softest of places
Show me again where the butterflies go
True to time when all is still
And Butterflies begin their timeless dance
An array of colours dancing on air
Holding one's breath to draw them nearer
Every nerve sensitive to whispers touch
Bound by ecstasies edge, butterflies kiss
Mesmerized by nature's pristine beauty
Captivated by enchanting delights
Hungry for a glimpse of hidden desires
Inspiring breathtaking tales of butterfly magic
Copyright © Shannon Deane | Year Posted 2012
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