The Butterfly Dance…..
The Butterfly Dance
I stand in the rain, feeling love begin.
Smatterings of the glass fall against my –
Frail frame, as the love peels off all my skin,
A tragedy under a falling sky.
Nervous butterflies danced through my warm veins.
I fell in love and out of fantasy,
Come see me yearning, under this cold rain.
Feeling time count-down to our ecstasy
I search my vacant mind for all the ways,
To believe you love like you say you…
Could. I’m so tired, give me a place to lay –
This lost lovelorn heart of mine, like you should.
You are the umbrella under cold rain,
My love, as butterflies dance through my veins