butterfly

vois-tu 
l'arc-en-ciel?

Walking
hand in hand,
through the cramped
streets of inner-city Prague,
through a downpour.

tes yeux sont
le soleil d'soirée

my heart rejoiced,
my spirit felt so light,
I thought I would be able
to float on the air.

t'es un papillon
mon papillon...

you walked
a step ahead of me.
framed against the horizon,
I could see
your wings.