©Butterfly Hearts
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– AKA The Souls of Romantics –
By BR Chitwood
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Close the gates to reason,
Defy the constancy of doubts
You know of only one season.
Tis the season that fades not away,
But lingers like butterflies in flight
Flower to flower on a summer’s day.
Call it a Butterfly Heart, this joyous toy,
That ticks wildly at likely signs of love,
For the soul that captures ultimate joy.
If World’s woes try for intervention,
And cause a temporal rush of rain,
Butterfly Hearts pay it no attention.
©Butterfly Hearts
- AKA The Souls of Romantics –
By BR Chitwood
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