Butterfly caught in a fine web, fell in love with a beam of light,
only to make the reluctant dark night jealous,
streaming light couldn't even sense her presence,
*she was a recalcitrant dance, at once gorgeous and fierce,

You came to me many times
In distress and in shambles
I held you close and gave comfort
I let you sadly ramble

I was there for you
In loneliness, grief, and success
You were there for me as well
When life gave me the hardest test

But what I could not see
You hid behind a veil
It distorted what I saw
It corrupted that which I felt

This veil of sorts
I would call it a mask
Allowed you to take things from me
As you creaked in from the back

You snuck up behind me
You defiled what I confided
It wasn't my friendship you were after
It was the one that betrayed me in which you were guided

This mask it so blocked
That which I could not see
Your eyes of deceit
And your face as it gleamed

For the one that was not
For the one that was coarse
It gleamed for the one
That one to whom you showed remorse

Of all the time we spent
Bonding and growing
It is with her now
Her now with which you are moaning

In the bed which her and I shared
Many a heated and passionate night
To where my unmentionables were stored
In her body so tight

Live your life with one eye
As it looks out far and beyond
For it is I that will be creaking
Creaking up behind you one morn.

The Twins they resemble
They are the same being
One's a little taller
The other's shorter, but equally deceiving

They are the same
In action, poise, and tone
Together they stand
Together they are at home

They nit and pick
Every little thing
They badger and belittle
Together they sing

One stands ahead
While the other is not
But together they stand equal
Or so they think in their thoughts

As they look down below
From their hierarch self made
They're blind to the mutiny
That dances above their graves

These twins they laugh
But we plot in the dark
The smell of their death
Will be ignited by the smallest spark

These twins will be separate
One day come soon
They will look for the other
Not knowing what to do

I do not deserve the love that you possess,
but what else can I do but ask for forgiveness?

Realize that the romanticism is not a ploy,
and I do not think of you as a ****** toy

A rage-struck animal did overtake,
a ghastly horrifying sort of make.
But that one night is not me, it was a mistake.

Unable to change the past,
this is why I lost my freedom by karma's chance
I wish to erase that moment, but your mind wouldn't
I never knew you were such a talented woman.

I've never cried from reading
but now I have
your pen cuts deep
it's worth your lack of sleep

Somethings you can't measure love too.
Except you can try.
Still, you're a treasure to me.

You're the gold.
You're the silver.
You a diamond too.
Least, one I wound measure my treasure too.

You're my wealth.
If I have no money at all.
Someone I can reserve especially for me.

Someone so precious and very rare.
An artifact.
I cherish will care.

One, I hold in high esteem.
Truly appreciate more each day.
My treasure.
A woman of value.

I might be selfish.
I just believe my mother was an excellent woman.
The type that represent the word of quality.

They don't have to be the perfect type.
But they gives a example of class.
To be a excellent woman.

We know them.
We date them.
We enjoy them.
Plus, we love them.
She's this excellent woman.
That we name others to compare them too.

They are an honor to the world.
Be it a woman.
Be her a girl.
Harm shouldn't come to them.
But to some it do.
Why would any fool wants to hurt an excellent woman?

Even, if they make a mistake.
We can slightly over look that too.
When we know in a man life.
She's the guidance of good that's in a man.