Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Chasing butterflies

A passing, elusive flutter

Flirting in the edge of your eye.

Delighted, needy, you grab-

It slips away, oblivious.

You wait, persistent.

Creep up slowly, your in control now

Quietly, softly…

Move like your own shadow, hands cupped.

Reach! Clinging, desperate heart,

A brief relief at recognition.

Words hang in the air, unspoken, caressed and in that moment of quiet illusion

Pounce, open up and pour forth your stream of truths.

Fingers achingly extended, a scare connection,

A silky, sting of contact.

Then gone.

Over.

Dejected, Still.

Eyes closed. Still.

A warm breeze scrapes your cheek, once, ignored, twice, skin prickles,

Alert now.

New, hopeful wings beating softly.

Begin again.

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