The sixth butterfly

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You were soft like the petals of a flower,

Still you had so much power;

Be the answer which for I pray,

Be the blossom in my middle May.

You were beautiful like the sky,

So I've wondered why,

You chose to be here and not to fly.

You were so kind,

My, my, such a beautiful mind;

A graceful soul like yours, I couldn't find.

You were so good

That an army up for your heart would've stood.

Your voice was the clink of crystal clear,

The song of a life living right now, right here.

Your gaze

Was a maze,

Where I'd lose myself,

Becoming just a moment on your memory's shelf.

Your body was pure art,

A track where my brush would crash its cart

And set its horses free,

Colours drawn by me.

You're an angel,

Oh you, divine stranger.

You're a star,

Glowing so, so far,

And I wish upon you;

Make my dreams become true.

You're the imagination in a world of reality,

Please take away the cruelty;

You're the good in a world of bad,

Please save me, don't let my soul go mad.

I love you and you love me,

Please don't let me live in an universe of hypocrisy.

Be the clouds' rainbow:

Fulfil your last vow.

You're the savior,

I'm begging: forgive my behaviour.

-dedicated to Denna for her birthday

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