you were as fleeting as a blue butterfly
that landed upon my skin.
But your little feet tickled my senses
and awakened my heart.

And as i reached out to capture you in my cupped palms,
you flew away as fast as you had come
and i was left standing empty handed,
with some blue dust on my finger tips.

bLUE, come back

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  • linaji
    linajiabout 4 years ago

    Genre: Writing ~ Sept. 2010

  • Thank you dear Linaji! :) xxxx

    – Fiona Christensen

  • linaji
    linajiabout 4 years ago

    serious I love this..

  • ah thank you hun! :0 came spur of the moment in a moment of heartsadness in the middle of the night… haha! always my best time of inspiration! :) xxx

    – Fiona Christensen

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