the butterfly and the rose by W. Jude Aher
i walk the dream where the street breathes in the shadow of moon-light, the lovers night.
oh, sweet love long time coming longer time whispering us free.
i sing your eyes as willows stretching into the ever passing winds
i speak the words of my heart i sing the songs of my dreams i see in the water your image and it’s true...
as i ride the butterfly, i offer the rose.
- jude
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