Word of the Day Challenge #73-Untitled Poem

Kiss of the wind

gentle brush against my cheek

tender

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

vibrant

magnificent

I wanted to share with you.

Crimson waves

glowing fires deep beneath

ruby red

satin water

caressing my skin.

Laughter

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

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