At once,
Before the first gust of wind
Sweeps you into vacuum,
Let me pick you
And stroke tenderly
The heart of love upon your back.
Let us flutter by,
Butterfly.
I have no wings
But I will borrow your heart;
Whose flight,
Delicate upon light,
Wings my own heart..
Just wanted to let you know, I thought this poem was brilliant. Well done for getting second place in our competition.
I feel so honoured sir. This is real encouraging for me. Thank you sir.
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Thanks. I will do.
I wish I had found your poem sooner, and could upvote, @divineinyang. It is really lovely.
Thank you @jayna. Your comment really means a lot.