emotions
are like the gentle winds that softly sweep your hair across your face
swiftly skipping along your skin
blinding your sight
yet lifting your spirits at times.
they come and go as they like
when you open your arms to it
its the power of a thousand leagues momentarily giving their blessing
when you reach up to feel it
it reminds you of the delicate flutter of a beautiful butterfly's wings
but you cannot close your grasp around it for fear of creasing its colors
you can only experience its momentary presence
so unexpected but refreshing
emotions fly away
leaving you with only the aftermath of your feelings
and leaving you.. with the man who will reach up to brush the hair out of your eyes..
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