A Small Butterfly To The Size And Shape Of Your Lips

Poem By RIC BASTASA

there is this faint
red butterfly fluttering
slowly hovering
hopping from one petal to another
in my garden

it is so beautiful and so soft to the sight
so fragile and so tender
lighter than a feather
as gentle as a baby's breath
while sleeping

it lands on my hand and then on my lips
i stand still
close my eyes
and wish that this moment shall last forever.

i am thinking of you.

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