The Abstract (Butterflies)

Love shines it’s truest,
as the moonlight hits the curvatures of your cherubic frame
The more you glow
The more I am entraced by the decorated windows to your soul
The melodic narrative that dances off your tongue
Journeyed from the butterflies in your stomach, past your heart,
all the way up through your throat
Under the stars,
I rest easy
An abstract love now made tangible in your mould

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