My heart is the soul
That paints the sky
And tells the story
Of the picture
Of us kissing in the rain.
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My Heart is My Butterfly
PoetryThe heart is my butterfly And my love is my sky And the stars are the night But the roses are my moon And now the story starts But the dreams haven't ended.
My heart is the soul of my sky
My heart is the soul
That paints the sky
And tells the story
Of the picture
Of us kissing in the rain.
