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?
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I adore whom you are
Copyright © Miss Cindy Cayton | Year Posted 2009
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