Butterfly can't you see me ready to kiss you
You are the definition of what beauty gives to
Wings and by that definition they came up
With the name and called you butterfly
You are not just a fairy of my fantasy
You are the love I live out in my dreams
If you don't believe maybe I can show
You because I may be a moon of my
Word but I am the definition of action
For sure.
So here's me trying to prove it,
So put on your headphones and listen
To it.
My butterfly, My gorgeous lovely Butterfly,
You sang to me like an angel from
The sky you spread your wings out to
Fly, right to my heart, instead of
Passing me by, I knew it was you,
When I looked up and saw your
Face in the sky, I quickly tried
To run, to catch you on foot,
But you were too fast for me, and
I thought to myself
When am I going to
See my Butterfly
With wings soaring
Through the sky
Ready to fly.
He held her and kissed her like she was the butterfly of everything
He held her and kissed her like she was the butterfly of everything even the dreams he was facing of you and him that was what he wanted even though she was the dreamer a million miles away she has his heart all along the way with one night of the spark she was seen walking through the halls and was lathered in red lace that to her represent red rose petals of love and he looked at her from a distance and he dreamt so much of not just wanting to hug her in his embrace but to kiss her even though she was very much faraway
He left his mark on her heart he wished and dreamed for each of his night thoughts and remembered just how much she was a memory to him.
They were ready to fly as soon as they said goodbye for goodbye was not said but what was said was to have fun and she did without ever looking back except looking back didn't hurt her because she was looking forward but to see him leave her on the sidewalk while now he is probably looking for her not to say he misses her I don't know because each time she said she did he never did but maybe now he does or he is just keeping himself busy hoping to wash all the pain down.
They were two moons and a star now she is a rose and he is has the last petal of her heart. Even though they may dream of each other that doesn't mean she doesn't want to go back to the start.
My purple amethyst eyes try to see the moon in her dreams
Even in my dreams my purple amethyst eyes try to see the moon for what it is to be in love can be nothing more than a dream even if in their eyes they don't see but the real you is what life seems to be and that is where the moon comes in and dreams along side of the love story of the great purple amethyst eyes.
Will it just be better to live inside of my dreams instead of facing the reality of what is meant to be?
The bright lights of the pink roses
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...
My Heart is My Butterfly
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