Oct 2016
When I say that I miss you
Do not think that only miss your shell
I miss the cosmically colored butterfly
That lay inside
I mean your spirit my dear
That beautiful being
That made my being
All the more excited about being
Do not think that only miss your shell
I miss the cosmically colored butterfly
That lay inside
I mean your spirit my dear
That beautiful being
That made my being
All the more excited about being
They come, and when the autumn leaves change; they disappear as beautifully as they arrived.
