Million blue butterflies on the line
The records on the collection
Gramaphone that turns on the table
The Red Zinfandel or muscato on hands
Soft furs of trench coats in cold
Ice tea or cocos nucifera in hot
Smell of the pages'n centenary
They echo you in my eyes
Seeing slits of the black cat
Purrs and the rubs on the body
Dandelion heads and my craze to chase
Township's December pink
and May Canary's yellow
The leaves of the camel foot
Ipods in the rain
Monsoon icicles on whistling pine
They echo you in my eyes
Born 93, stature 5'11
The curt nods , mm smiles
Laconic words with invariable face
Reticent warmth
All Says that's the guy
Million blue butterflies on the line
They echo you in my eyes
Rare creature of the 90s Men.
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That's the love of my life in my eyes.
