Butterfly, by Danish Ahmed Jaffery Subscribe to rss feed for Danish Ahmed Jaffery

It flys, wander
around, up down.
Rhythm, soft
Smell,
It smells.
The air,
I am alive.
It says
I has.
Sprinkle.
Yellow, White, Green
petals
and the wings
yellow
lost
sweet.
I see it
and a bush
White, Pink
there
two white.
It sucks.
Gives much
I a also
you.
I want to be.
You be me,
I be you.
I too fly
you too
Yes
Up, Down
around
and see
I fly.
Yellow, White
Pink
I am
My Wings 
in the fly.
Posted: 2013-04-24 08:39:52 UTC

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