Crimson Butterfly

this is for the school where now i am at, the school whose inane censorship have bound ilurvkinilaw and i towards unnecessary limits.

Crimson butterfly,

I hope to kiss the lips

Which cuts our quills

And touches only hamlet’s ears.

The lips, which suck dry our ink�"

The only liquid in our veins.

 

My blood is no nectar,

So why not rather lock with mine�"

Face-to-face, lips-to-lips?

Eye-to-eye and make bliss on hallucinated amity;

Why not be blind for my hope

And kiss me Crimson butterfly?

 

I hope to kiss you Butterfly,

And share the enmity in my lips,

And see the crimson hue liquefy;

For you dried us most!

We whose food is paper

And whose blood is ink.

 

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[ilurvekinilaw]

I likey. Really likey. "We whose food is paper/ And whose blood is ink." Let's put Them in the headlines, shall we? The Pub will have a field day. Haha! Submit this one for Irong-irong too. We'll fight back.