A Heart Of Butterflies

I always remember,

How you closed my eyes

To your sweet surrender.

Oh, how time flies…

 

Moments of silence,

Is when my heart shouts loudest.

For my love dwells in solace.

You have a maiden now I must be modest.

 

But there are still butterflies in my heart,

Fluttering outside the fence,

that’s keeping our world’s apart.

They wander your midst in my defense.

 

Will my butterflies breath

Dominate your reserved garden?

Or will they be crushed to death,

By you and your maiden?

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