• adi1507 9w

    By Archivebizzle

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    Butterflies

    When you give me that look from across the room,

    You give me butterflies.


    So many butterflies.

    My heart erupts and forms a swarm

    Our fire we call love,

    Will keep us warm,

    Through the cold,melancholic winter,

    When the butterflies cease to flitter.


    When you give me that look from across the room,

    You give me butterflies.


    so many butterflies.......