Butterfly

Butterfly:)<3 A silver butterfly, Upon my wrist, Tempting yet reminding, Me, not to do anything foolish. Not to kill or die, As the second and third butterfly kiss, The light and inspiration is blinding, Looking and thinking about the butterfly all alone. The one is the shade, The crevice of my elbow, He's all alone and dark, I plan to tattoo that on and never again do what I have. The butterfly, Keeping my head up, And resting on my shoulder as I sleep, My butterfly keeps me company when I weep. She is sweet and kind, Always know what to do, It's my version of a cross, My connection to god. Keeping the bond, As strong as ever, All the while my butterfly is talking to me, God is talking through my butterfly.

Author's Note

For a group it really made me think!:)

Reviews

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Well I think it's pretty good, but arranged in stanzas would be easier to read, well would be for me... don't delete it though :)

[Jane Doe]

Ugh I'm going to delete this crap!>:( it is pose to be like all of my other poems:/