One blow of the wind
and off she goes.
Flapping her wings
with a breeze in her nose
Sadness I feel
Because I want her by me.
Happiness enters
because she is free.
Roaming around
hopping from flower to flower.
Not looking back
as I get sadder and sadder.
Come back to me
my beautiful butterfly.
You are unique and exotic
and I tell you all the time.
Hold on to me
as the wind gently goes.
Hold on tighter
as the gale violently blows.
This is how I feel about you. And I wish you would notice me. You have forgotten all about me.
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