A Small Butterfly To The Size And Shape Of Your Lips
there is this faint
red butterfly fluttering
slowly hovering
hopping from one petal to another
in my garden
it is so beautiful and so soft to the sight
so fragile and so tender
lighter than a feather
as gentle as a baby's breath
while sleeping
it lands on my hand and then on my lips
i stand still
close my eyes
and wish that this moment shall last forever.
i am thinking of you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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