Kiss.

And so,

we ended the night with a sweet, delicate Touch,

gentlest of Hugs,

so soft, and so warm

lingering, mellow aftertaste

floats down into the spring waters

petals of the cherry blossoms

floating,

down into the spring waters

clean and pure

gives unto me new life

rebirth, renewal.

Place where malice once festered

now only

cherry blossom petals

floating

in the spring waters.

Free of malice,

place where struggle once lingered,

now, is gone,

butterfly takes flight

quiet peaceful space,

yellow, green, and orange

life regrows, again.

Struggle did I once in this same place, where nothing used to grow. But this delicate Touch, as gentle as the cherry petal blossoms that hover quietly and land around my feet, butterfly perches, yellow, orange, and green.

Can feel no Struggle, can feel no Resistance, let all of these emotions seep forth as they will, as softly as the butterfly lands. As the cherry blossom petals come to rest quietly at my feet, orange, green, and yellow.

Kiss Of The Butterfly,

Little Fire, In Her Eyes,

peaceful, mellow glow,

brings me back down,

gently,

keeps me warm, does not burn me;

can feel no Struggle,

can feel no Resistance,

Inner,

Resonance,

orange, green.

and yellow.

Tension,

just melts,

melts,

melts.

melts away.

"Be Confident.

Don't Give Up;

Keep Your Head Up,

Keep On Trying.

Don't Give Up;

Good Things Are Coming."

Kiss Of The Butterfly,

Little Fire, In Her Eyes.

Struggle is gone.

Place where dreams came to die,

Place where nothing ever grew,

now,

aflower.

Cool spring waters,

trickling,

flowing.

Cherry blossom petals in the air, floating, resting at my feet, at peace, undisturbed, quiet.

Look into her gaze, not a word spoken,

Little Fire, In Her Eyes,

gone is the Struggle,

now only,

Little Quiet In Her Eyes,

Delicate Kiss Of The Butterfly,

yellow,

orange,

and green.

Second chance on life.

Untainted smile,

cherry petal blossoms,

gentle as The Kiss Of The Butterfly.