Thursday, June 11, 2015

Butterfly Fields

Butterfly fields is what
  You called it
You said
  They were everywhere

As you told me
  About this place
I thought I could
  Hear drops of magic in your voice

You described the different
  Colors they were
You said
  They made you think of me

My face could hardly contain
  The smile
My heart could hardly hold
  The joy

My mind was lost
  With thoughts of us
In your butterfly fields
  For days

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