"they never seem to touch, magnetically court their auras instead"
I love this perspective ❤️ A new way of thinking about the energies between! And I love that this began in your kitchen - that seems to be a place in my own house where new ideas or insights come forward - maybe the repetition of activities there, allowing our minds to wander and return "to dream."
Thanks David. Some time distortions here maybe related to your recent piece. Their play gave me this pause for thought on depth of moment vs length. Maybe bliss contains a sense of eternity.
This is so lovely, and a pleasure to hear you read it. Thank you!
This first stanza….lovely!
You don’t need much time to have a good time.
Great poem.
"they never seem to touch, magnetically court their auras instead"
I love this perspective ❤️ A new way of thinking about the energies between! And I love that this began in your kitchen - that seems to be a place in my own house where new ideas or insights come forward - maybe the repetition of activities there, allowing our minds to wander and return "to dream."
Yes Sarah, so much magic in the spaces between.
Oh so beautiful! Thank you for transporting me to such a lovely image, a magical moment in time. The way you describe them dance was just gorgeous 🥲🦋
Thanks Jennae!
So many important things are invisible, beyond the actual butterflies (which come to think of it is a good book title).
The rapture concentrated and distilled by this poem is delicious.
Wonderful poem. I love the vivid imagery :)
That last line is fantastic... Surrender and eternity.. its incredible yo think their short life is their eternity.
Really fantastic close up on such a tiny moment.
Thanks David. Some time distortions here maybe related to your recent piece. Their play gave me this pause for thought on depth of moment vs length. Maybe bliss contains a sense of eternity.