My Butterflies All Tied Up

POEM " MY BUTTERFLIES ALL TIED UP " by martin gedge A million stars that spark the sky one wish that splits the seam a gift to grant a hopeless heart to fortify a dream a thought that beckons deep inside on love I cannot clutch as precious as the willing hands to hurt a perfect touch for skin of thine as sweet divine to ruin such an art will never have the feelings thought to which you are apart in eyes the soul as visions clear as pure as god and gold to whither die and fall apart in the arms that I might hold and like the leaves of butterflies in winds around my head I tie of all emotions felt and put them all to bed though dark may be my hiding space a shadow from the door just a glance of what is gone will be my evermore to see the face that covers me in words of broken choice the need for me to see the light is for you to hear my voice and luck may not be in the cards to show my hand or bluff afar the star I wished upon is enough for me my love.... by martin gedge ©