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Butterfly
I asked the sun to cast his light,
Only then will she open her eyes,
Cocooned in her blanket sleeps my butterfly
The sun said," I do not want to burn the dream off her eyes,
Let her wake up first and only then will I rise"
Only then will she open her eyes,
Cocooned in her blanket sleeps my butterfly
The sun said," I do not want to burn the dream off her eyes,
Let her wake up first and only then will I rise"
Published 6th Jan 2015
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12th Jan 2015 9:27pm
5th Feb 2015 3:38am
13th Jun 2015 4:03pm
Atript-Abhinav, luv ~ :-*
This poem speaks so to my inmost soul. I know not why, but I read it and a chord is struck.
Such tender love the sun shows the butterfly gently cocooned in her blanket.
I feel as though you layer meaning here, but I am adrift... ;-p
Nonetheless, this is so very lovely and love imbues it throughout. :-*
This poem speaks so to my inmost soul. I know not why, but I read it and a chord is struck.
Such tender love the sun shows the butterfly gently cocooned in her blanket.
I feel as though you layer meaning here, but I am adrift... ;-p
Nonetheless, this is so very lovely and love imbues it throughout. :-*
13th Jun 2015 5:21pm
