Let’s float away on butterflies wings,
Not a care in the world, just me and you, falling in love under a blue sky. The sun breaking through the clouds, sunlight flittering through the broken leaves,
Let it cast a glow on you and me, shimmering and fading. So one can’t tell where I end and you begin.
Is that how love is? Forbidden in its nature, untouchable for fear it will crack under too much pressure.
But so, so beautiful, bled from the most vivid colors and imaginations. Gently grasping at the soul but as fleeting as a butterflies wings, soft and dreamlike.
Let’s float away on butterfly wings, letting the wind take us wherever it pleases, hoping it won’t stray us far from what we know.
Let’s watch our love grow and bloom, as breathtaking as the night sky, but just as fragile as it’s dying stars. Beautiful things are only meant to burn so brightly fo so long.
I wish, how I wish we could stay in a field of wildflowers forever, never letting the sun set, but the wind will die down and the sun will fade and once we land, those beautiful butterfly wings we loved on will scatter, fluttering up, up and away…