The Unfairness Of Angels 

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 Holding the dream in my hand

Like a butterfly that circles the rays of the sun
Gleaming and beaming and having fun
As I reach out and grasp upon her wings
And let it settle in my palms like my dreams

My dreams are scented with her smell
Full of whispers of untold tales
Laughter guides me into sleep
As I fall into a love so deep

The butterflies face is full of praise
As I look into her loving gaze
Such a tranquil creature in my hand
She sets flight into another land

I had held my dreams and felt its touch
And I realised I loved that butterfly very much
I watched her go into the setting sun
And follow her as I knew she was the one.

For Mysticfire

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