Butterfly Heart

sometimes broken, sometimes strong

a butterfly heart shall sing its song

while fluttering about

and perhaps you’ll hear or doubt.

Love is not an easy winged notion

much harder to confess it exists

after turbulent skies

even in affectionate bliss.

I woke this morning feeling like

a therapist or someone who could

calm the raging seas or better yet

make others believe..

Butterfly Heart

burn baby burn

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