If loving you is a flight, we would be
Butterflies
For I can't kiss air without a heart
Where my kiss will just be a kiss
That day your lips irritated upon mine
Heaven came down and I wailed to God
I realised our lips fitted one another
Just like a butterfly and flower
I dream of a life, you and me kissing
And felt enduring tasting you
Please be my butterfly that can't
Forget to visit a flower in time
That understands the sweet juice of
The flower, And I be your Rose flower.
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