Butter Fly wings br float near my face br and this softest breeze br reminds me of the way br your lips brush mine, br br not touching br but close-by br fluttering; br . br br gentle usherings br planting butter-fly kisses br on your red mouth br br pursed br in the filtered sun. br br Butter me, br Butter Fly me br and I will land br where softer souls gather br in butterfly-kissed br kaleidoscopic fields br close to home br where gentle hands br stroke my brow br whilst I inhale br eternity br kissing the face br of Love True.