is what your lids do when someone is about to punch you in the face. maybe its better if you just close your eyes.
p-kin
Butterflies flutter around. I wonder if there’s anything as a flutterby? I guess you can flutter your eyelashes too. Flutter sounds like a light word.
monika
Paul McCartney crooned one time to “Take these broken wings and learn to fly”, so is that why everytime my broken heart sees you, it still flutters? It’s a distinct possibility.
dyl
float flutter fly. this song gets stuck in my head from the backyardigans. and I picture butterflies floating around with their fluttering wings. flutter flutter.
Kiwi
butterflies
lily
apples butterfly clearly wanting needing cow utter smooth milk apples candy impossible achy heinous wanted wanting something something not neccessary help cry flutter
kait
fly
butterfly
pink
girl
easy
jess
its souds cute and nimble. its fleeting which makes it more attractive. Its a motion and has a sense of dynamism and urgency. There is a hint of weakness as well and a small sense of desperation. These are attributes of an attractive women, or a noteworthy melody. Either way its an aspect of beatty and therefore should be cherished.
yuri
Her eyelids fluttered. He smiled.
“I love midnight,” she whispered, tilting back her head and letting the ocean breeze weave its way through her hair.
“I love you,” he responded.
The last night of summer was always the hardest.
slice
butterfly flapping its wings on a warm spring day. sitting in a park a nervous stomach, what will happen next, anxious. excited.
jane
Quick as a hummingbird, wind caressing my wings… Gracefully like a butterfly, gently fluttering through the warm spring breeze… The seagull above the ocean, hunting sushi of the day…
Jilly
Hummingbird wings and eyelashes. One is for locomotion and the other for flirting.
but then flirting is for locomotion, too.
Sherry
butterflies are fun. they fly the fly. they flutter their wings. it means a lot to me that they do so. why can’t you affect me though more than just this. how does this mean everything. flying high is a strange Theory. you can be high through drugs. don’t question. write write words. write fly. inspire. dream. fly and dream. flutter.
Kelsey
With a flutter of the butterfly’s wing, spring took off across the country. Princess Alana watched the beautiful creature fly away, sighing from her window. It was hot out, the sweat forming in little droplets at the back of her neck, the sun beating down into her window.
Chelsea
you’re gliding through life on pages like birds and butterflies fluttering in the skies and you could care less the toil bubbling from beneath your feet- you skip around it like a pebble in your way. but pebbles are an understatement.
April 3rd, 2009.
Christine Oania
the light flutter of her kiss on the cheek awakened him. He could hardly take his eye off her. She was a goddess. Long blonde hair to her waist, lithe body, yes a goddess.
Becky
when the bird takes it off on a quite stumble that no one jhears its begins to fall but picke dup but its fluttering wings and decends as speed grows it opens its wing in a splash of feathers it fly and flys til it dies in the horizon of it evers forgotten moment and image of that graceful flutter , we pray to the heavens one day will it give sus wings for when we fall we can flutter and fly
DiegoLuna
flutter.
my little heart flutters.
beat….beat….beat…beat..beat.beat.beat.beat.
faster.
excited.
my mind races.
my heart.
flutters.
Karisa
Flutter by butterfly, and let me smell your wake. Sparkle and flash, feel breeze in my lash of hair following my wake. The words feel fluid and summery, lots of lovely.
Sue
I want this old soul to flutter away like a butterfly. I can picture it. I can picture myself finally snapping. Breaking in half, and letting it free. No longer afraid of living. I want to be strong and confident. I hate her so much.
alexandra
i imagine some wings, something that is struggling to set itself free… something that is fighting to get away from something, maybe even from itself
lookalike
The birds wings fluttered as it moved past my window. I watched it glide, dip and swing up past the telephone poll, seeming to dart through the wires as it set off into the sky. Freedom, I thought. To fly is to be free. I longed for flight.
Flutter is that feeling in the pit of your stomach, when you’re excited or nervous… ready to try something new and put yourself out there.
Flutter is what wings do in the wind when you fly high above the sky. It is magical, soaring with the wind against your face. I dream of flying and I feel like I have the whole world waiting at my fingertips. I feel so free and so alive, like anything is possible.
Kiki
i fly i flutter and i utter
to a young lady about my dear mother
the birds fly yet i flutter
closter and closer to there own mother
by eric christianson
Eric Christiason
butterlifes. a fleeting feeling- maybe hope? a flutter of dissapointment? happiniess? a crush. a flutter of light in a dark place. a flutter of an eyelash. actions speak louder than words. but feelings hit you more than both and cant be controlled. a flutter
flutter bye bye birdiemed worthy of my lover’s spat in my eye
ophelia
let my heart flutter.
when you took my hand today, head on your chest.. my heart fluttered.
in the midst of knowing everything about it was so very wrong, but so very right… it fluttered in a moment of fear, alwaySs love and sometimes a changling heart of understanding. do perhaps tonight we shall be one, tonight we can be who we really are.
because my heart is here fluttering, waiting.
it’s a hold and heart stop and start. let’s go, it’s so very wrong, but it feels so right.
take my heart and hear it flutter.
Samie
Flutter like a dove.
Flutter like a feather.
Flutter as lightly as melting yellow butter.
Flutter to live.
Flutter to be.
Flutter to stay free.
Mary Martinez
My heart took off. he was so very fine. Don’t know what it was. Might have been his bright brown eyes or his pearly white teeth, or those dimples. All I know is he smiled and my knees turned to straight up jelly and the birds in my heart took flight.
theamarie
Birds, butterflies, mostly butterflies because of the partial rhyme I think. It’s really pleasing: fluttering butterflies. Plenty of opportunities to mess it up, too: buttering flutterflies. Also a song by I think some country — pop country — dude. Not a bad song as far as pop country goes, but you know how it goes.
blythe
butterflies, spring, outside, love, heart, eyelids, music, bamboozle, happiness, caterpillars, having a good time, warm, eye lashes. all those things listed make me so happy and thats what i think of when i see this word. it makes me think of spring, and spring makes me think about memories. so all together its a happy word (:
ari
The bird fluttered across the summer skies. The thought made me happy.
Pim
She clutched her bodice, her heart fluttering inside her so much that she feared it would sprout wings and fly away.
“Why, Mr. Trelawyn, you flatter me,” she stammered. “Though you are but a cad.”
M. Lawrence
mostly referenced with the word butterfly i suppose. Made famous by the great Muhammed Ali in his rhyming speeches to psyche out his opponents and to gain much publicity from the press.Flying but in an up and down motion, FLUTTERING!
Mike Keel
die Flügel eines Kolibris flattern sichrnicht schneller als mein Herz estut bist duin dr Nähe siehst mir uin die auge und lächelst dieses berückende Läc
leonie
He fluttered through the room, which I thought was odd because he actually had legs and was walking towards me. Regardless, he found his route to me quite easy with his new found ability to fly while walking. It certainly was an amazing feat to watch and enjoy. It was something I had never seen before, nothing I have ever witnessed in my life.
Rapp
flutterby flittering fluttery flitter of a butterfly
shirl
like a birds wing while it flys/or flowers in the wing/or my hair in the wing.fluttering like a little idiot in a park who fancies a pretty girl.the pretty girl is shit though.but yeh if only i could flutter away
is what your lids do when someone is about to punch you in the face. maybe its better if you just close your eyes.
Butterflies flutter around. I wonder if there’s anything as a flutterby? I guess you can flutter your eyelashes too. Flutter sounds like a light word.
Paul McCartney crooned one time to “Take these broken wings and learn to fly”, so is that why everytime my broken heart sees you, it still flutters? It’s a distinct possibility.
float flutter fly. this song gets stuck in my head from the backyardigans. and I picture butterflies floating around with their fluttering wings. flutter flutter.
butterflies
apples butterfly clearly wanting needing cow utter smooth milk apples candy impossible achy heinous wanted wanting something something not neccessary help cry flutter
fly
butterfly
pink
girl
easy
its souds cute and nimble. its fleeting which makes it more attractive. Its a motion and has a sense of dynamism and urgency. There is a hint of weakness as well and a small sense of desperation. These are attributes of an attractive women, or a noteworthy melody. Either way its an aspect of beatty and therefore should be cherished.
Her eyelids fluttered. He smiled.
“I love midnight,” she whispered, tilting back her head and letting the ocean breeze weave its way through her hair.
“I love you,” he responded.
The last night of summer was always the hardest.
butterfly flapping its wings on a warm spring day. sitting in a park a nervous stomach, what will happen next, anxious. excited.
Quick as a hummingbird, wind caressing my wings… Gracefully like a butterfly, gently fluttering through the warm spring breeze… The seagull above the ocean, hunting sushi of the day…
Hummingbird wings and eyelashes. One is for locomotion and the other for flirting.
but then flirting is for locomotion, too.
butterflies are fun. they fly the fly. they flutter their wings. it means a lot to me that they do so. why can’t you affect me though more than just this. how does this mean everything. flying high is a strange Theory. you can be high through drugs. don’t question. write write words. write fly. inspire. dream. fly and dream. flutter.
With a flutter of the butterfly’s wing, spring took off across the country. Princess Alana watched the beautiful creature fly away, sighing from her window. It was hot out, the sweat forming in little droplets at the back of her neck, the sun beating down into her window.
you’re gliding through life on pages like birds and butterflies fluttering in the skies and you could care less the toil bubbling from beneath your feet- you skip around it like a pebble in your way. but pebbles are an understatement.
April 3rd, 2009.
the light flutter of her kiss on the cheek awakened him. He could hardly take his eye off her. She was a goddess. Long blonde hair to her waist, lithe body, yes a goddess.
when the bird takes it off on a quite stumble that no one jhears its begins to fall but picke dup but its fluttering wings and decends as speed grows it opens its wing in a splash of feathers it fly and flys til it dies in the horizon of it evers forgotten moment and image of that graceful flutter , we pray to the heavens one day will it give sus wings for when we fall we can flutter and fly
flutter.
my little heart flutters.
beat….beat….beat…beat..beat.beat.beat.beat.
faster.
excited.
my mind races.
my heart.
flutters.
Flutter by butterfly, and let me smell your wake. Sparkle and flash, feel breeze in my lash of hair following my wake. The words feel fluid and summery, lots of lovely.
I want this old soul to flutter away like a butterfly. I can picture it. I can picture myself finally snapping. Breaking in half, and letting it free. No longer afraid of living. I want to be strong and confident. I hate her so much.
i imagine some wings, something that is struggling to set itself free… something that is fighting to get away from something, maybe even from itself
The birds wings fluttered as it moved past my window. I watched it glide, dip and swing up past the telephone poll, seeming to dart through the wires as it set off into the sky. Freedom, I thought. To fly is to be free. I longed for flight.
feather wing butterfly pigeon moth faeiry lover gone.
Flutter is that feeling in the pit of your stomach, when you’re excited or nervous… ready to try something new and put yourself out there.
Flutter is what wings do in the wind when you fly high above the sky. It is magical, soaring with the wind against your face. I dream of flying and I feel like I have the whole world waiting at my fingertips. I feel so free and so alive, like anything is possible.
i fly i flutter and i utter
to a young lady about my dear mother
the birds fly yet i flutter
closter and closer to there own mother
by eric christianson
butterlifes. a fleeting feeling- maybe hope? a flutter of dissapointment? happiniess? a crush. a flutter of light in a dark place. a flutter of an eyelash. actions speak louder than words. but feelings hit you more than both and cant be controlled. a flutter
buterfly
fly
flap
bug
insect
butter
purple
pretty
dashful
fantastic
blush
flutter bye bye birdiemed worthy of my lover’s spat in my eye
let my heart flutter.
when you took my hand today, head on your chest.. my heart fluttered.
in the midst of knowing everything about it was so very wrong, but so very right… it fluttered in a moment of fear, alwaySs love and sometimes a changling heart of understanding. do perhaps tonight we shall be one, tonight we can be who we really are.
because my heart is here fluttering, waiting.
it’s a hold and heart stop and start. let’s go, it’s so very wrong, but it feels so right.
take my heart and hear it flutter.
Flutter like a dove.
Flutter like a feather.
Flutter as lightly as melting yellow butter.
Flutter to live.
Flutter to be.
Flutter to stay free.
My heart took off. he was so very fine. Don’t know what it was. Might have been his bright brown eyes or his pearly white teeth, or those dimples. All I know is he smiled and my knees turned to straight up jelly and the birds in my heart took flight.
Birds, butterflies, mostly butterflies because of the partial rhyme I think. It’s really pleasing: fluttering butterflies. Plenty of opportunities to mess it up, too: buttering flutterflies. Also a song by I think some country — pop country — dude. Not a bad song as far as pop country goes, but you know how it goes.
butterflies, spring, outside, love, heart, eyelids, music, bamboozle, happiness, caterpillars, having a good time, warm, eye lashes. all those things listed make me so happy and thats what i think of when i see this word. it makes me think of spring, and spring makes me think about memories. so all together its a happy word (:
The bird fluttered across the summer skies. The thought made me happy.
She clutched her bodice, her heart fluttering inside her so much that she feared it would sprout wings and fly away.
“Why, Mr. Trelawyn, you flatter me,” she stammered. “Though you are but a cad.”
mostly referenced with the word butterfly i suppose. Made famous by the great Muhammed Ali in his rhyming speeches to psyche out his opponents and to gain much publicity from the press.Flying but in an up and down motion, FLUTTERING!
die Flügel eines Kolibris flattern sichrnicht schneller als mein Herz estut bist duin dr Nähe siehst mir uin die auge und lächelst dieses berückende Läc
He fluttered through the room, which I thought was odd because he actually had legs and was walking towards me. Regardless, he found his route to me quite easy with his new found ability to fly while walking. It certainly was an amazing feat to watch and enjoy. It was something I had never seen before, nothing I have ever witnessed in my life.
flutterby flittering fluttery flitter of a butterfly
like a birds wing while it flys/or flowers in the wing/or my hair in the wing.fluttering like a little idiot in a park who fancies a pretty girl.the pretty girl is shit though.but yeh if only i could flutter away