Anachronism · October 2025

The Crimson Butterfly

I looked at the red sunsetWith your silhouette dancingI paused for a momentThe sun lost its beauty before you

I glanced at the sunflowerWith your hand holding it tightI wondered for a momentPinching my self to grip reality

The hills that we used to walk onFilled with crimson butterflies

Loving you feels like a dreamAfraid that when I woke upIts just me and my reverie

So please hold me tighter than everEven when sky splits into twoThe path for us is as clear as blue

We drenched in the pouring rainWith our hands holding it warmI realized for a momentThe storm wasn't scary when I'm with you

Your eyes glimmering redRefracting the setting sunReflecting the rising moonLet's stay here a bit longer

Loving you feels like a dreamAfraid that when I woke upIts just me and my reverie

So please hold me tighter than everEven when sky splits into twoThe path for us is as clear as blue

Loving you feels so surrealI wonder what I have doneTo deserve a moonlit beauty

So please hold me closer than everEven when moon splits into twoThe path for us is as clear as blue