October 9, 2017

He is a cage of butterflies

And as they bat their wings

Against the metal rods

He pulls at my heartstrings


He is unknowingly an old soul

Within him lies the gentlest heart

His fingers trace my edges

As if he's known them from the very start


I curl at his touch

A tingle left behind

He whispers in my ear

His words echo in my mind


I've tried to find

A heart as gentle

A mind as intelligent

But I simply cannot settle


Still, he is everything

I have been looking for

He found the key I lost before

Without knowing, he swings open the door


And his heart is pure

His love is kind

I'm in love with his spirit

I'm in love with his mind

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