Isn't Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Meeting you was like taking a trip
Somewhere I've always wanted to go.
Experiencing a dream come true.
All expenses paid in the perfect season
Out if the blue, just because.
The butterflies all in bloom, scattered everywhere.
Meeting you was like getting out of my head &
Letting go of any and every insecurity,
Long since holding me back.
No longer afraid to fly anywhere I want to go.
Realizing the might of love,
A self-realization of knowing how to care,
Exactly where to go.
No matter the language,
The tingle of butterflies fluttering about
After being tied up for so long.
Your lips the wind that carries them
Anywhere they want to go.
Without fear, without worry
Someone to miss,
Tomorrow isn't promised
No matter the language