My Butterflies All Tied Up
POEM " MY BUTTERFLIES ALL TIED UP " by martin gedge
A million stars that spark the sky
one wish that splits the seam
a gift to grant a hopeless heart
to fortify a dream
a thought that beckons deep inside
on love I cannot clutch
as precious as the willing hands
to hurt a perfect touch
for skin of thine as sweet divine
to ruin such an art
will never have the feelings thought
to which you are apart
in eyes the soul as visions clear
as pure as god and gold
to whither die and fall apart
in the arms that I might hold
and like the leaves of butterflies
in winds around my head
I tie of all emotions felt
and put them all to bed
though dark may be my hiding space
a shadow from the door
just a glance of what is gone
will be my evermore
to see the face that covers me
in words of broken choice
the need for me to see the light
is for you to hear my voice
and luck may not be in the cards
to show my hand or bluff
afar the star I wished upon
is enough for me my love....
by martin gedge ©
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