The Butterfly of Fortaleza
I was filled with myopic adventure
Excitement, thrills and amour
I was off to Brazil
Who I ask? Could ask for anymore?
I was there with my butterfly net
For I was destined to capture beauty at sunset
So sure, this was my regal duty!
I captured love, within my fragile enticing naive heart
Holding on to the butterfly
Was for sure not the easy part
For my heart was a flutter
As the butterfly soared in the winds
It turns out love had captured me
The butterfly escaped, loved but free
So on the forest floor I wept
The rains of my tears, as Amazon’s condemned guest
Flooded with sadness, rusty bullets meant for the masses
Riddled with broken heart and cracked glasses
Even the wine I could not keep, love always leaks
The jungle consumes all, even loves so deep
If only a kiss was a kiss was a kiss
That held hope for a lover however amiss
Yet it was a passion, but for a moment in precious time
That ran away with the next thunder and hells lightening
Love can not always rhyme
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