These new things appear
Slow and partial to braking
Like the wings of a butterfly lodged
between the glass of your window
and the window screen
A cage to hold her
These new things appear
and we are forced to repair again
The ocean the waves moving back
and back and back and
I run into the water
The foam reminding me of whipped cream
The swish if wind cold on my cheek
Is like the rivers that cover her back my back
My eyes fallow the sea
I have always known
she is my destiny
and These new things appear
Slow and partial to braking
Like the wings of a butterfly lodged
between the glass of your window
and the window screen
A cage to hold her
These new things appear
and we are forced to repair again
The ocean the waves moving back
and back and back and
I run into the water
The foam reminding me of whipped cream
The swish if wind cold on my cheek
Is like the rivers that cover her back my back
My eyes fallow the sea
I have always known
she is my destiny
and These new things appear
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