Saturday, January 2, 2010

One day butterfly.

I have to hurry
I have to fly
I have to find you before I die.

I was born with the urge to love you
nothing next or above you.
My quest is an urgent one
my life can't end before it began
knowing I will never find true love
or with the idea of you
running through my head
not to find you, to imagine instead.

I have to speed my love in your direction
and find you on my way.
I have to love and for a whole day, stay.
In love and fullfilled I will drop to your feet,
goodbey my love, Godspeed.

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