Butterfly Effect
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Aug 15, 2017
My love, My butterfly
Your love was like a butterfly,
that flaps its wings as it goes by.
It beats a rhythm,
quietly sings.
So much beauty,
in those wings.
It didn't stay to let me see,
just how beautiful it can be.
It hovered lightly teasing touch.
Then as I reached out,
it said goodbye.
Love is like a butterfly, you think you've caught it
then it flies.
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