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