wild butterfly

by Raine Wynd

there's a magic i see in her eyes
and a promise of 'later' i hang onto
it's a wild butterfly in my grasp
and i have to let her go...free
but still my heart aches to be the one
and i know i'm wandering around with blinders on
but then she smiles at me
and i forget that she's with someone else
and i'm the one with wings

written 6.11.00 webposted 8.31.00
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