Butterfly Kisses

I held the side of your face in my left hand and stroked your cheek and hair with  my right.  I pressed my lips against your’s and  left my tear on your cheek.  I brushed your eyelids with butterfly kisses.  As my arms reached towards the heavens my butterfly wings opened up and cast rich, blue and pink light across your body.  I saw the angels dance around your head like gold dust.  I blessed you and released you with a sadness that had a sweet, sweet tone; so rich with pure love. The kind that asks for nothing, it simply is.  Then I decided to learn to play the violin.