Butterfly kiss

Transient

don’t blink, don’t stop, feeling.

Bask

inside, this evanescent touch.

Warm

skin tingling, beneath the tips.

Smooth

lips brush gently, across silk wings.

Shivering

softly, as you take off, gone, soundlessly.

Memories

still fluttering, stroking my soul.

Abi Baker © 18/08/12

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23 responses to “Butterfly kiss

  1. “Transient..” sums up life, but evocatively so, Abi. I love the combination of melancholy and joy of the experience. Very touching and moving.

  2. smiles…i love butterflies…and butterfly kisses too…so delicate…and you def dont want to disturb them in fear they may fly away…smiles….

  3. Lovely, Abi! The sentiment and images float across the page, just as those words float between more complete lines. Very sweet, my dear friend. 🙂 ~ j

  4. I really like how you stop and start the flow. Beautiful and very sensual… Lovely poem. I must have my husband read it!

  5. A moment in time … but oh! What a moment! Beautifully crafted poem, Abi, of a fleeting connection that lasts forever ~ absolutely love it 🙂

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