I opened of Py’s to put in bank statement and one of her Psychology papers and smelt the incense we used to burn in the room together. I was filled with emotion. I could feel Py because of the associated smells. Emotion – funny stuff eh?
I donâ€™t deserve you.
Unless itâ€™s some kind of hidden message.
To show me life is precious
Then I guess itâ€™s true.
But to tell the truth, I really never knew
â€˜Til I met you.
I was lost and confused.
Twisted and used up.
Knew a better life existed.
But thought that I missed it.
Hey sugar mama, come and
Dance with me.
The smartest thing you ever did
Was take a chance with me.
Whatever tickles your fancy.
Girl itâ€™s me and you like Sid and Nancy.
So sexy almost evil
Talkinâ€™ about butterflies in my head.
I used to think that happy endings
Were only in the books I read.
But you made me feel alive
When I was almost dead.
You filled that empty space
With the love I used to chase
And as far as I can see,
It donâ€™t get better than this.
So, butterfly here is a song and itâ€™s sealed with a kiss.
And a thank you miss.
“Butterly” from the album “The Gift of Game”
Wicked song boys – thank you. MX.