under the tree
the sun is climbing high
I open up
to you my butterfly
winds of seduction around us
leaving my seeds
under your wings
under the tree
the sun is shining bright
colors of lust
they tangle in my eyes
time drops falls down on my petals
leaving the wide
open fields behind
oh bearing my life without you there
under the graceful moon
I will carry on
with the memory of your whispers
spring in my heart
under the tree 
the bitter ending night
I'm closing down
on you my butterfly
dance so the stars will remember
fluttering light
on your last fight