
I may be the butterfly
That lands on your palm shortly
Before away I fly
In a quest to touch the skies
That lands on your palm shortly
Before away I fly
In a quest to touch the skies
But
Remember me......
Remember me......
Not as the nymph you so wanted to stay
But as the one that lit your day
Appended fresher colours your way
But as the one that lit your day
Appended fresher colours your way
Remember me,
As the sweet fragrance
Your morning's redolence
A sweet scent on your pillow
When a daybreak billows
As the sweet fragrance
Your morning's redolence
A sweet scent on your pillow
When a daybreak billows
Remember me
Not as the bird you so wish to cage
But as the luscious performer on your stage
Even if it's just for this night
We dance under this alluring lights
Remember me
As the lilies that mark your spring
An end to a winter memory they bring
An eye-catching spectacle
You so wish a whole year would circle
Remember me
Not as a restless lover
Whose heart you long to trover
But as the seductive fairy
Who on her limbs allowed you to tarry
Creating memories worth kindling
When the loneliness is killing.
Remember me.....
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