The flutter of wings gravitated naturally in the direction of the honey within
We both tried to be elsewhere but Fate brought us to where IT has been
The smoldering gaze of your beautiful brown eyes make my heart rise
The gentle curling of your lips when you sing seduce all the angels to sigh
Are you my demise?
My hand in yours as we lay our heads down at night
Nestled in Maa’s valleys the stars is the guiding light
Lovers of freewheeling winds,
transcending time
We are butterflies
SitaraAlaknandaShakti (c)