Taste the passion, pale butterfly,
Let me colour your world
with scarlet,
Under this sky
with this virgin white moon
Only I
can reach you,
save you
from the shackles
of this unfulfilled world,
Where, mere mortals can only dream
of my powers,
Come to me,
and I will change you,
give you the sky
and all the colours of my world,
Come butterfly,
I will paint your wings anew
and give you
gold from the sun
and silver from the stars
as I change your
world,
when I lay
my cloak of eternal darkness
around your bare shoulders
and make you immortal too
Author notes
Picture Credit : don't fear the reaper by XEternalxrestX
A contest entry
- picture prompt by trekkergirl.
400 points, ended December 22, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Embracing the Night by Night Terrors.
400 points, ended August 4, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Strangely sexual in its content, the provider of comfort and solace, and care, within the simplicity of a butterflies wings.
The butterfly I see within my mind to represent the angel.
A yearning within its flight, that its life be more than this. Yet its shroud to embrace a soul from the world and all its tragedy.
But it dies as all things upon this earth, and its wings to fade so quickly.
Yet when it is abundant and full of life!
That moment!
That its pleasure brings within ones heart!
For within that moment we become immortal!
Bravo!
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I love Blue Oyster Cult so this was very cool to me I noticed the prompt great job have a great day
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This is a very nicely written poem. Flows well and uses imagery very well. You did good. Thanks for sharing this with us and thanks for entering it into my contest.
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