When Whispers The Butterfly Poem by Thoughts of a Single Man

My love finds her in the ache of my solace

as I call to her in the calm of the receding night

the message of my hushed devotion

dances gracefully upon her eager palm

as I reach for her in the middle of the sweetest dream

heat rises from the aura of her remembered essence

as I am warmed by the flora of her presence

and revel in the rapture of her untitled song

notes are plucked

like the ripened fruit from the limbs of this life

as the echoes of our melody

plays within the renaissance of fertile romance

we twirl upon the pearl of this earthly plane

as each decibel of my joy resounds

in the utterance of a single name

time becomes the motionless potion

poured from the portion of loves elixir

as speckled pebbles cast on the waters of fantasy

skip merrily in their glee

projected in the oath of the chosen

where the doves forever fly as the angles secretly sigh

and we embrace in the shivers

of the expanding radiance of the dawning sun

where once the tears fell from the weeping sky

the circle now complete

for the ones born searching for love

who now lay in the lap of a remedy newly born

worn willing and warm

within the winds of this connection

as it whispers its proclamation

in eternity’s waiting ear

where shadows of the beloved merge

on the curators wall

in the gleam of a single scripted kiss

levitating the land with the arc of a single wish

as the dream once shared

becomes the reality of a cherished day

as the spoken words of a promise vowed

is carried on the gentle seeking currents

captured in the fluttering breath

of the butterfly's silent wings

as it caresses her cheek ever so tenderly

like the fingertips of the collecting clouds

that hover in their sacred touch

as they greet the expanding light

placed upon the mantle of another merging day

Thoughts of a Single Man © 2014 tm