Butterfly kisses
A sweet butterfly kissed me on the cheek...

A cold wind brushes the surface of utter sadness,
It kisses the lips of the lonely...

I walk the streets at night,
I run the greenest grasses of the far mountains...

Under wings
Under her wings...

Crying
a heart cry out to me...

Stranger
She thinks...

Lonely girl
a cry of need echoes with strength needing of...

Differences and similarities
divided are we all...

Lonely too.
why do the lonely look for saving...

Hey
yeh...

Anything for a poem
I stand still...

Poet
mystic is the way of poetry...