Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Butterfly Prince

He sings
like
butterflies
flapping wings
inside my ear

I rise to
let him fly
harmonize
sweet comic sighs

I
I don't like
the feeling dear

Even though
even though
it's you my dear.

Your sultry eyes
mystify
my troubled mind

I am
mesmerized
eternal-ized
without a fear

you
caught me
when I was
all alone

never
(no, no)
desert me
though full and grown.

So let us
walk a path
we've always walked
to no return.

We will
separate
to reunite
to settle down

You are the butterfly
who's destined to wear our crown.