Black and Blue,
My heart loves the memories of me and you.
Black and Blue,
Loving the heart
That could only touch the heart of you.
Black and Blue,
Sitting by the lighthouse,
Getting lost in the stars,
And loving you from afar,
Often feels like I am traveling to mars.
YOU ARE READING
The Butterflies Touch my Soul
FantasyThe Butterflies chose to fly Like the BlueMoon and chase the soul That touched the night But before I could dream I just let the light of my wings Touch the mystery that was the moment Where moonlight was a new language of a story So come with...
