Love is like a beautiful butterfly.
Its colorful and flutters in the sky.
When it lands to take a rest.
It stands so loose and looks its best.
When it grows dark and theres no light.
There is danger that lurks at night.
As darkness grows large and wide.
Danger just lurks on the other side.
As the butterfly tries to fly away.
There is a bird that strays away
Away away to target its sight.
So it can pierce the heart it my might.
As the bird swoops down for the attack.
There is something that the bird lacks.
The ability to see true beauty within.
Therefore it will die as the world ends.
