Butterflies within the butterfly fly
I keep trying to deny
Waves of surrender wash over
I smile
Wandering the path
Waving as I stroll
I see you there at the shore
I start to giggle once more
I was on the wrong date
Somehow -like Fate
The wrong date was the right one
You cannot  debate
Got a great connection with you
We have a understanding that is true
This butterflies has butterflies flying
No more cocoon