a poem  

magichands01540 53M/49F
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9/4/2006 11:23 pm

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a poem

I have been emailed by a few people that they like my writing style. I decided to share a poem about Deb that I wrote earlier this year. It should give you some insight into who she is. Not merely a beautiful woman, which she very much is.

My Butterfly

My butterfly dances on the beach
Swaying with the breeze
In brilliant colors
Dazzling all in sight.

My butterfly creates her own music
With the dance she weaves
With her seductive flight
Of color and light.

My butterfly stirs the very soul
When happy and bright, alive in the warmth
She then creates a fire
That stirs quite a passion.

My butterfly leaves the sweetest scent
On the trailing wind
That lingers and grows stronger
And arouses your senses.

My butterfly attracts many followers
As she spreads her joy
In being alive
And being herself.

My butterfly at times
Pales the golden sunshine on a warm summers beach
With the radiance that is
Her heart stealing smile.

My butterfly flirts here and there
Never staying long
Just long enough
To never leave your mind

She captivates you
She inflames your desires
With seductive curves
And her gift of movement

MY butterfly owns my soul
As she has breathed light
Brought fantastic colors
Into the world of all who have experienced her.

She brushes against your skin
Like a warm summer breeze
That lingers twirling small circles
Along the tendrils of your mind.

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