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BlaqueButterfly
by
Carol Marie she
whispers my name and in
the dark a sudden chill runs
through me I
blister at the thought of
the embers that
rage coursing
into the night her
softness echoes with each word each
syllable that drives me
closer to her flame she
is my butterfly blaque
like the night sky smooth
the way she spreads
her wings hovering
just above the moonlight the
sky esconced, bathed in shimmering tones she
soars and
in the twilight hours before
dawn has reached her slender fingers into
the realm of sleep my
butterfly dances deep within my soul...
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