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the butterflies - I
Summers gone
Freedom ends
No more time
Can we make it?
Her soft lips tremble
His masculine hands ponder
Wild summer love, desire, need
Please don't end, she sad
I won't leave, he replied
Hesitation, aggravation, time
The two butterflies fly here and there
But they can't find eachother
What now?
Souls entwined forever
She dies, he cries, she waits, he hesitates
Only time...
Freedom ends
No more time
Can we make it?
Her soft lips tremble
His masculine hands ponder
Wild summer love, desire, need
Please don't end, she sad
I won't leave, he replied
Hesitation, aggravation, time
The two butterflies fly here and there
But they can't find eachother
What now?
Souls entwined forever
She dies, he cries, she waits, he hesitates
Only time...
Published 24th Nov 2009
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