It's just almost spring. (dikt)

You made those butterflies
Fly high, flapping their wings.
God knows I’ve missed them
And truly - it was nice seeing them.

I got a new mind to explore
So I'm not hungry anymore.
I ate you with my eyes
And drank your thoughts

It was a perfect afternoon
That I’d love to repeat... but
We both know it's to cold right now
For butterflies to survive.

Skriven 25 Apr. 06