They say there's butterflies, firecrackers, dynamite and whatnot;
that the world stop s.
and that Gaia herself holds her breath:
when soul meets soul and you connect.
but sometimes it's as simple as a smile on your lips;
and the Earth doesn't stop for you.
it keeps going;
the b-e-a-t of your rabbit heart in your chest.
and the breeze kisses away the fear,
tickles the desire from deep within.
the sweet taste of apples
just about brings you
cause those brown eyes;
they like to take you away
to your Garden of Eden
where you wish you could stay.
for they promised there'd be butterflies
but in your one forever -
you've seen his rose
on That River bank
and those seconds soon passed
like the dew on the grass
a fleeting moment, now far gone.
followed by deep breaths and reality's soft pinch.
you can't capture it in your hands.
you don't want to.
because that one eternity,
that bloomed in short seconds...