Butterfly
flew away
tell me why
you could'nt stay.
Butterfly
I'll be your flower
in me you'll lie
to hide in a shower.
Butterfly
I'll be your light
before you die
come to me in the night.
Butterfly
why?
Please stay.
6/87
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Nice. The sound of longing. Poem is finely set.