The Lines I intend to speak

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As the lines I intend to speak, disappear for the first time.
With a thousand rainbows in the eyes.

She will come flying beside me, like a butterfly.
As I touch her slowly, she would disappear.

There’s a warmth in my heart, even in this cold mist.
Your wings have a hundred beautiful feathers.
You and I are a flower and bee.
Its time again for the honey-drops to shine.

The heart says yes to exchange rings.
A hundred thousand stars are shining.

There’s a spring season, dancing in my eyes
Nights become silky white rivers.

Rowing through dreams, we travel far away.
We searched for the nest made with petals of the full moon.

As the lines I intend to speak, disappear for the first time.
With a thousand rainbows in the eyes.

She will come flying beside me, like a butterfly.
As I touch her slowly, she would disappear.

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