Screaming Butterflies
By Night lord
Beat butterfly wings, beat into purple bliss. an orange life kiss, the yellow of noon. in shades of the blue moon. upon this green knoll i do sit, watching the wings beat, and flutter. From here I witness, the screaming Butterflies. Written March 13th, 2002 © on Mar 13 2002 08:33 AM PST, Michael Jason Tester 18 • 0 • 13
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"Beat butterfly wings,..."