The Sun and the butterfly

The sun it smiled upon me,

when i curled into your skin on that warm April day.

Your limbs a coccoon, i a butterfly,

mocha and transparent for the world to see.

My beauty sharp as a sword,

my colours seductive in this jungle,

my wings freeing me before your kiss.

Wrap me in your warm embrace,

let me glow before you.

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