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What Is Time To the Butterflies?

When we dream We leave the lights on, Just to make sure The dark moments have gone When we share thoughts and motivations of life A serene trickle of tears from my heart, where yours have fallen I feel compelled To hold you now Yet it is a matter of refrainment Out of the sky, Me, dreamy... you saw through it You longed to make every fantasy come true Yet I searched on, thinking I was not for you... That I was somehow a fool I was.... I stopped chasing a dream, and landed in meadow Where the sunshine only dreams Shining down it's light To nurture and grow What we have been given Oh, so you believe in me? I only wish to embrace completeness I find In you~ I confide in you~ I see what you hide within you~ It is so beautiful, Never before has anyone seen all my multi- colors, You bring out to shine... And the sun, The love, Within your understanding Your reality, Makes me see... There is beauty, where I have been And where I am going Oh, what could i hope for? One simple kiss That mere touch of togetherness I know my heart would drip, With the essence to know you more each day~ And in every way, Be kissed by the light of you, That ultimately shines Unconditionally, Truly, In awe, I somehow contend with~ The fact, that surly I have never truly loved before, Trial runs through the desserts of life, trying to abide the rules, and coming out empty handed, with oceans of tears never cried yet my fear subsides, for I know in each moment Of this calculated time, there is no essence of this to a butterfly... Let us dream on, wavering thoughts throughout the open skies Defying oppositional predators, Upon the sunset's sky For what is time, to us, and the butterfles? _______________________________________________________ I adore whom you are

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Date: 4/16/2016 5:12:00 PM
Miss Cindy Cayton, Nice to read your poem today. enjoyed ~LINDA~
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Date: 4/15/2009 8:32:00 PM
You carry the reader on such a flight of fancy and fascination, Cindy. The serious message is certainly there, but like the butterfly, you rise above the adversity, the "Defying oppositional predators" and soar to great heights in this poem. It was a joy to read!! Love, Carolyn
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