With just one flap of her wings
That causes a minuscule change
Of the air to which I inhale
Which surely wasn't strange.
With just an apparent one came flying—
Flying within the daffodil gleam
Surely she doesn't get distracted
Of any of its means...
With just one prick through beauty's center
Healing its orange flap of her wings
Up till a cold impact flung her beyond
It is the butterfly effect had taken place...
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Telling My Own Thoughts; Short Poems ✔️
PoetryBook 2 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "Applaud like there's no tomorrow; live like there's no such thing as sorrow." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPO...
