Word of the Day Challenge #73-Untitled Poem

Kiss of the wind
gentle brush against my cheek
reminding me
of safety found within your arms
your lips brushing my forehead.
I saw a butterfly today
beautiful in its color
for never had I seen
deep purples with blues
I wanted to share with you.
Crimson waves
glowing fires deep beneath
ruby red
satin water
caressing my skin.
mocking with love
smack in the face
turn quickly
but there is no grace
you are not there
never have been.
It hurts
these random beauties
I want only to share with you
turn to you
smile on my face.
You are not there.
You left me here
assuring me that you knew best
even as it broke me.
©Nov. 17/18
Picture via Pinterest
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