Love And Butterflies - Poem by David Solomon
I fell in love
And in that same moment an orange butterfly landed on a leaf,
And fell off because she was too heavy.
I took a step away and remembered,
Knowing that we would come back together,
As this happened the orange butterfly flapped her wing slowly,
And calmly let out a deep breath of calm,
As though the falling wings pushed out the air.
I talked amongst my friends,
As they talked about him,
But I thought of him,
And could engage in anything other than mind,
Swirling around the idea of finding love for real,
Syncronisity occurred as the butterfly walked,
Unlike they do and dragged its wings.
It took a last step and stopped on a twig on the ground,
Bring her wings up to form an edge,
Like an orange rusty knife.
With one push, exerting pressure from her wing it lifted off the grounding it had to me.
Now we had nothing in common,
And I was still in love.
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