Whisper

He is as fragile as a butterfly,

His wings a powdered gold.

I want to reach out and touch him,

His heart I want to hold.

His touch is a soft kiss

His love is a beautiful sunset

I want to reach out and touch him

His gaze is the only thing I met

His love is calming like a sunset,

His love stretches like those rays.

I try to soak up all I can get,

I try every single day.

His heart is as fragile as a butterfly,

I want to touch those powdered wings.

But if I do it will hurt him,

My touch is like poison and stings.