My butterfly
She's my butterfly, beautiful in her own colorful way, my beautify! The thought of her creates butterflies within my ❤ the apple of my eye; bullseye, my butterfly! I love my butterfly deeply, & completely! For my love increases daily for my butterfly & God as my witness to verify every word I confess to my butterfly is no lie. Trust and Believe my butterfly you keep me on a natural high
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