Tuesday, February 10, 2009
An artist's brush
Crafted delicate wings
An intricate touch to life and
You stood out amongst the beings
A melancholic frame of black,
For all the love you lack,
Body virgin pure white,
Immediately catching my sight.
A wave of orange surges
Happiness thus the darkness purges.
Eyes caught sight,
Wings took flight,
Am I never to hold you?
Where am I to find?
Another one of your persona,
Another of your kind?
I saw a damn beautiful butterfly today. hahas.
