The Butterfly of Fortaleza

I was filled with myopic adventure Excitement, thrills and amour I was off to Brazil Who I ask? Could ask for anymore? I was there with my butterfly net For I was destined to capture beauty at sunset So sure, this was my regal duty! I captured love, within my fragile enticing naive heart Holding on to the butterfly Was for sure not the easy part For my heart was a flutter As the butterfly soared in the winds It turns out love had captured me The butterfly escaped, loved but free So on the forest floor I wept The rains of my tears, as Amazon’s condemned guest Flooded with sadness, rusty bullets meant for the masses Riddled with broken heart and cracked glasses Even the wine I could not keep, love always leaks The jungle consumes all, even loves so deep If only a kiss was a kiss was a kiss That held hope for a lover however amiss Yet it was a passion, but for a moment in precious time That ran away with the next thunder and hells lightening Love can not always rhyme