I was a social butterfly

I was a social butterfly

I was a Social butterfly, I've sipped from many a pretty Rose, searching for the perfect juice, you are the one I chose

Yes others were pretty, they quite often tasted great, but now I've found you my Rose, your taste has sealed my fate

No longer will I flit from Rose to Rose, sipping from their finest juice, no longer will I share myself, I'm no longer free and loose

Now I've found my perfect Rose, no other Rose will do, they simply aren't good enough, because none of them are you

No one can match my perfect Rose, with her nectar of the freshest Peach, so I'll fly across the void each night, until you are in reach

For no other can sustain me, from you is where I'll feed, only you can give me everything this poetic butterfly would need

So I will fly high on the winds of fate, letting all the other Roses pass me by, no longer do they draw me in, I was a social butterfly

Ron