The Butterfly Reflect

The Butterfly Reflect
By David Cortez

I see myself reflected in your colored wings,
the two of us cocooned
in spiraled quantum strings,
when comes the mornings auburn breath,
we leave and yet
we never left.

Bleed Me Now

Bleed Me Now
by David Cortez

Bleed me now,
and see my heart beats fast,
quickened by, the ghosts inside
my soul, that linger in the past.

If I permit these tired eyes,
to see past old debris,
I'd forge a man much better than
my thoughts could ever be.

I once saw, the future dark,
a cloud of hanging doubt,
because I faced the world alone
and didn't venture out.

And now the clouds are gold
dust bright, the sky a brighter hue,
and all has changed within, without,
because I changed the view.

I Loved Her in the Spring

"I Loved Her in the Spring"
By David Cortez

And off, we're caught in wild wind,
young winter breath depart,
to welcome new enchanted March,
white painted hills to part.

Cool listing air caresses hair,
entwined with changing breeze,
and now, begins the lovely dance

which bows the humble trees.

A lark, at perch on warming eaves,
sweet honeysuckle kiss,
we frame this hour to save the time,
when winter comes, be missed.