Butterfly KissesAged imperfectionsstitched upon my faceyears and years of wisdomearned by His holy grace.Quiet solitude in a humble homeall the family scattered nowlike nomads do they roam.Then a giftsent from abovea memorypure and tangiblewrapped in...
A light rain touches my cheek like an angel’s butterfly kisses.
She is like a butterfly, Beautiful to look at But hard to catch.
Beauty is where the beheld butterfly disappears from sight.
…a butterfly is like the soul of a person, it dries out in captivity.
Just when the butterfly thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.
Love is a peaceful feeling, like a flower hugging a butterfly.
Sometimes a butterfly flaps its wings and the weather turns out fine.
She makes my heart flutter, like a butterfly with the wings of an eagle.
In order to butterfly kiss, does it require caterpillar lips?
and when all the wars are over, a butterfly will still be beautiful.