Butterflys, locked in a cage,
Tight and uncomforable,
Everything about him is wonderful,
We chat for a bit,
Time to set those butterflys free i think to myself,
I try to set them free, yet, i had only lifted the heavy iron cage away,
Its realiving, but,
They are still stuck in my chest, not free,
He smiles,
Happy, joyful, pure,
The softness i was meet with after his heart sailed to mine,
The warm of his hands on my back,
I wish for this to never end
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