Butterflies my Alibi
You are my alibi
To be alone for a while with myself,
And you
In the land of make believes
Sensing the incense of life again.
Just like you
Butterflies
You are my alibi
An oasis
Where I become a child again
Running around
Without worrying about anything
Mortgage, house, job or traffic
Only to be alive
Just like you
Butterflies
You are my alibi
Of erasing the lines
Between sense and nonsense
Of civility and sensibility
Of being what I am
And what I am supposed to be
Just like you
Butterflies
You are my alibi
To live for another day
To see the wonders of life
In different shapes
In different spaces
In different colors
Just like you
Butterflies
You are my alibi
To dive into a different world
Of imagination
Of colors and shapes
Of random dots
Joining to make
Every thing wonderful
Beautiful
Just like you.
((*.*))
May 19, 2002
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