Divine butterfly*
Beauty that is you, a goddess so divine
Crystal clear is your heart, fresh and oh so fine
Such a gift that your Soul* has made, to be so pure
With the grace that you have, so wonderfully demure
Such beauty that I see, to be forever in my heart and my eyes
Oh pretty butterfly, you take to the mountain that reaches the skies
Dom*Colucci 2012
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