Monday, May 14, 2012

Resting butterfly

Peace Garden
  
 He can only focus on the beauty in front of him; the rest of the world is of no importance. Her brilliant orange freckles, her soft presence, and her distinct scent of lilacs all make her mesmerizing. He engages in the customary activities of laboring, consuming, slumbering, but desires she be his existence. To hold her without end in his wings, no richer would he be.  

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