Sunday, January 25

Butterfly Kisses?






Butterfly dreams flit behind her eyelids,
as she savours memories of their lips
touching, kissing-soft as velvet wing-tips.


Written for Mag 255, with thanks to Tess.


14 comments:

  1. Wow, the sense of poignant sadness that hits with this one. . . took me by surprise.

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  2. Butterfly memories.. the softness that still can be so painful

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  3. Lyrical word choice. Wow, that picture has a creepy feel!

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  4. you have made the image your own. nice, your words flow into the rthymn of the new image nice

    happy you dropped by to read mine

    much love...

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  5. Only one word - remarkable..!

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  6. It's wonderful to see you here again! You still have that magic touch with words, and such a flair with the photo!

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  7. you are so talented- awesome poem and image!

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  8. Jinsky,


    The image. The memory. The dream.

    What a complete little poem!

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  9. Soft and warm as a butterfly kiss.

    =)

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  10. Love it! I wanted to thank you for your kind emails. I actually took your advice about writing my poetry in the right form. Love what you did with the pic! <3

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