Butterfly wings

      Butterfly wings

I close my eyes and it happens,

I become a butterfly,

that ethereal moves its wings,

with rhythmic harmony.

Flight to the sky of memories,

towards instants already dreamed,

moment

 of birth,

two in one merged.

Turn and return to the present,

you are flying beside me,

traveling at every moment,

the projected path.

I impulse and fly to the future,

the illusion to share,

stories of two dreamed,

that we have left to live.

I close my eyes and fly,

with butterfly wings ...