The bat was a vampire, sinister and old.
The butterfly breaks the cocoon and gets cold.
The bat reflects in silver hisses.
The butterfly speaks forgotten kisses.
No telling how far they will fly.
A devious smile splits the day from the night.
Before you flee with your new wing.
That bat might drop to you a ring.
A riddled heart brings stumble and stutter.
It cuts the wings and abandons flutter.
If anything you dream tonight,
The bat and the butterfly...
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
The bat was a vampire, sinister and old.
The butterfly breaks the cocoon and gets cold.
The bat reflects in silver hisses.
The butterfly speaks forgotten kisses.
No telling how far they will fly.
A devious smile splits the day from the night.
Before you flee with your new wing.
That bat might drop to you a ring.
A riddled heart brings stumble and stutter.
It cuts the wings and abandons flutter.
If anything you dream tonight,
The bat and the butterfly...
