Serge Lyrewing Poet Lyric

Love Is Like Wings of Butterfly

Love is like wings of butterfly
in winter, it is frail, it's like remembrance,
I need it so, oh, god, I want to try
caress, attention, and I need no temperance.
Yet it does not want to give me its light
And I'm afraid to fall in dirt so easy,
Oh, you will know my worlds, we'll start the flight
despising fears over the men who're busy.
Love, there're no enemies and friends,
There's drama and I wait for evil,
Release your passion, passion never ends,
Inspire me and my undying fever.

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David Smith January 8, 2019 at 2:44 PM You have expressed this well with words that bite and leave wounds exposed. I think all who read will have felt this at some point in life. glad to see you still feel posting your poems worthwhile. best regards for a prosperous and contented New Year. Best regards David in NZ