Bleeding Butterfly

I'm a bleeding butterfly.
My wings are made of glass but are strong enough to carry me.
My spirit glides like the summer breeze..
Fragile yet untouched.

I'm a bleeding butterfly,
I will leave a rainbow in your sky
with a trail of tears behind me.

To love me is fatal,
To feel me is toxic.
To touch me would break me.
The thought is too much.

by Butterflies In My Belly Forever

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A big sigh for those gone butterflies....
.....a fantastic poem, a butterfly dream ★