Butterflies

BUTTERFLIES
I could have been the one to make you see,
   had not your heart been closed to my advance!
Had not your eyes been turned away from me,
   and if you'd only given me one chance;

if you had only heard the cries of pain,
  each time you thrned away, or dropped your eyes,
each wound was deep, and left its blood soaked stain,
   but never stopped the birth of butterflies

within this life, whenever you were there,
   I'd never have to see you, they would know,
and challange me to things my heart would dare,
   from deep within; but I could never go

     right up to you! My knees would fail--but fast!
     and you would laugh--and I would breath my last.

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