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BUTTERFLY

Blue butterfly
Even if you were a brown bee you would still be beautiful
As beautiful a sunrise or the ember golden sunset
As lovely as the lake breeze sweeping my beloved’s skin
Wafting the fragrance of her perfume into my nostrils
When we sit on the bare rocks at the shores of Lolwe
Not minding their hardness against our bottoms
Just enjoying the seeping warmth rising and sinking into our flesh
Like the passion growing in my pulse that can evidently be seen and touch by my butterfly
In the sight of the envious hippopotamus sinking every five minutes finding us on the same spot
Mindless of time in childish simple love

Butterfly
Even if you were a bee
You would still inspire me to live a love for love’s sake
I would still love your color
Your shape and the way you dart in the wind
You would still be special if you give honey just as you inspire art
When you sting, I guess I would fear the same way I fear the itch of caterpillar’s fur

Butterfly
Even if you were a bee
You would still inspire me to work late into the night
Looking into your eyes for inspiration
Living to love another day
Believing tomorrow would be a better day
A chance to walk out to meet you in the wind
Write another song to the sun, lake, winds, and the one who is beyond all

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