The flying high
Of the dreams
With wings
And becoming a
Butterfly
Means we are all under the moon
Of the night
And the roses to hold us tight
And we can fly high, Butterfly.
The flying high
Of the dreams
With wings
And becoming a
Butterfly
Means we are all under the moon
Of the night
And the roses to hold us tight
And we can fly high, Butterfly.
"I know I'm sunk deep to this point
To the point where I'm drowned
Into this bowl of honey I feel
I feel like there's no other way out"
A collection of poems about love, admiration and fondness.