Butterfly on my hand
Where will you go
Will you stay a while
So I can recall the red
Mix with the blue
‘
Summer sky of rain
Where will you pour
Will you stay a while
Upon my brow
Remind me of my skin
Alive in your touch
‘
Words of an authors tale
Where will you flow
Will you stay a while
To caress the space within
Empty of all except the words
You share to tell the world
The path you spin
‘
(C) frankie Mcgivney
Words I love to write 