Blue Butterfly

Asking Me

Asking me not to love you...
would be like asking the rivers not to flow.

Asking me not to love you...
would be like asking the world not to turn.

Asking me not to love you...
would be like asking the stars not to shine.

And if you were to ask me.
This would be my reply,

"Even if the rivers... were to stop flowing,
and the world... were to stop turning,
and the stars... were to stop shining,
I would still continue to love you."

  If you were to ask met to set you free...
I would become the air under your wings.

Blue Butterfly

Timothy E. Stevenson   April 17, 2000 ©   Upoet.com



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