Poem: [begins]

Stay in here...
caressing my skin...
don't move aside
let me touch your heart.
Waking up from this dream
will you be here?
from a senseless
ordinary woman to
a flaming red butterfly...
longing for the mist
to fly and not to turn
in a shameful kid.
intoxicated by too much honesty
but in the long run...
don't move aside
stay here
so i can be able to reach
the untouchable and unreachable spirit
that resides in this mist.