Jun 2014
Majestic is
this love I scribe
open like the skies
beautiful if you stare
sensitive to the eyes
burning moths to flames
embracing every touch
weary of the pain
desiring the lust
Majestic is
love under pressure
don't call it ordinary
be careful its combustible
rare, yet extraordinary
not quite the miraculous
~Butterfly Ξ΅ΡΠ·
this love I scribe
open like the skies
beautiful if you stare
sensitive to the eyes
burning moths to flames
embracing every touch
weary of the pain
desiring the lust
Majestic is
love under pressure
don't call it ordinary
be careful its combustible
rare, yet extraordinary
not quite the miraculous
~Butterfly Ξ΅ΡΠ·
(Atlanta)
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