Butterfly Flower

Behold the rarest flower of love. the middle is red, the color of passion, that of which is undying, and will remain red forever never dimming. the wings are as soft as rain and as soft as my lips to your cheek. they are the color of blue, the color of dreams that bring us closer together. Small dots cover the wings the color yellow, reminding you of our first adventure to the field of flowers. i give it to you in purest hope that one day it will come to life and set itself on your nose. it will open its wings covering your eyes and when they close the wings, i will be there for you.

Poetry by Mark Reynolds
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Written on 2008-06-17 at 18:53

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