But can’t you see… I dream of
red butterflies on crimson roses
It’s hard for me to see anything
other than lightness, loveliness
and the softer side of things
I float that way
I dream of things like
Red butterflies on
crimson roses
and maybe if I can’t see it
I create it
I let it out
When my heart spills out
To overflowing
I cannot contain the goodness
The love that flows is…
Like trying to hold butterflies
Or laughter that bursts
Spilling out
I wish
All things good To You
She is. . .
Yellow clouds
maybe pink
Dandelions dancing
she feels
like butterfly kisses
when she sings
She is. . . Me
MichelleMarie
All the colors
All the seasons
Love needs no reason
To show up
Fill your heart with color
All the colors of
Love
How would you feel?
I never know…
but I can show you
How I would feel
I can promise
It’s gentle and kind
Easy to set aside or miss
If you really wanna know
How would I feel
Why don’t you see about that?
Color outside the line – – – MORE
Make Mistakes
You know you will
So come on sweet one
This is not the end
Just a messy start
On an awesome journey
With You
Love
what you do
Do
what you Love
Tell Me About It 
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