Heartfelt Hymn
9th April; Entry no. 8
A poem – From a boy to his mysterious girl …
Dear …
I saw a butterfly today,
Fluttering beautifully past my way,
Its wings so bright and colorful,
There I stood; my gaze ever so faithful,
It flitted and rested on a blue rose petal,
Its mysterious paucity wouldn’t let me settle,
I know my actions would be impossible,
For capturing this is simply inevitable,
Many predators are now glimpsing her way,
Gaze any longer and I shall slay,
Her pureness and exquisiteness I shall preserve,
For all the less worthy souls do not deserve,
One glimpse and I shall never bear to depart,
For no other splendor in the world could ever flame my heart.
I hope you like the poem I wrote. It’s not much but that is how much you mean to me … and I don’t even know you yet. You are my exquisite butterfly, and you are the mysterious blue rose that fills up my secret garden of imagination. A blue rose so mysterious and impossible to find, just as impossible and mysterious as you. You will give me a mysterious feeling I will soon know to be love …
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