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Her sparkling eyes dazzle more brilliantly
and twinkle more brightly than the shining stars
I see at night;
her warm and glowing smile radiates more amazingly
and stunningly than the sun that blesses my day;
when she wakes up every morning;
as she opens her eyes and spreads her wings,
she takes off from her slumber
and she just briefly takes flight;
when she yawns and opens her mouth to greet the new light
a slight growl can be heard in her voice to warn any bad spirits
that might want to come her way.

When the golden sunlight first touches her face,
the beat of her butterfly heart intensifies
and thunders silently in her chest;
when the heat of the day is felt by her
on the crown of her mane of hair,
her tiger eyes close and then widen in extreme delight and pleasure;
when she feels the sensation of the cool air of the wind
captivate her and carry her,
her butterfly beauty changes the colour of her skin like a chameleon,
and the whole world can see her mimetic spirit
pulse and vibrate and reflect her inner infinite beauty
outwards in every imaginable colour of the rainbow-
like witnessing a deep and meaningful secret of nature confessed;
when she walks with confidence and with purpose,
the impact and the sound of her inner tigress stride
hypnotizes everyone who sees her,
and sometimes when people see her walk by them
they have to look twice to see whether she actually
walks on two legs or four.

The sky is like the dreams that she plays in daily,
and those that she inspires in the minds of others-
and when people do dream of her, at night or in the day,
they know she is still with them,
because the hopeful symbol of renewal is ever-present,
and because they know that the appearance of the butterfly
that they see is no coincidence or accident-
because the human butterfly that she is is also the one
and the queen of all the beautiful butterflies of nature
that influence and make possible the momentum and the magic of the whole;
as she walks passed other people, and she sees their inner animal guides
and nature walking along side them,
while still being a part of them,
and the instinctual representation of them, to those with the sight,
and as she bows her head to stone statues that welcome her to pass by them
and cross their path, like a Bridge of Lions in sunny St. Augustine in Florida,
she feels her wild beating heart and the blood in her veins surge with energy
and intensity, and make her feel incredible emotion
and an overwhelming connection to all things that walk on the ground,
or those that fly in the air, that she has felt all her life,
and the joy that she feels every time makes her imagination
come alive and race out of control.

She is a butterfly.
She is a tiger.
The world see her in so many ways,
but there are not enough words to ever describe her by.
No one can ever not be touched and effected by her.
She is a tiger butterfly.
She is a butterfly tiger.
When you see her you too will feel wild,
when you feel her your heart and your spirit
will lift you off the ground too,
so that you know what it is like to see true beauty
in all its forms, and fly higher and higher,
with the strength and the courage of a tiger,
and with the wings of a butterfly.

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Hand to hand, heart to heart,
I look at you and I understand,
I feel you in my soul and your beautiful inspiration
comes to life within me like the constantly raging fire
that never stops creating a spark.

I know your gorgeous face so well
I could describe it with my eyes closed,
I know your amazing voice from your first hello
and it always makes my mind and my imagination explode.

I saw the look of an Angel
the moment I stared into your endless eyes,
I saw my future looking back at me
and I felt awe and wonder beyond surprise.

I knew when I first saw you something,
and I know now without any doubt,
that you were going to change my life,
transform me like a caterpillar into a butterfly,
and be the miracle maker that would endow my spirit
with the gift of wings, and let the tiger within my heart out.

You are my reason to live,
you are my reason to love;
you are my answer to who I want to be with,
you are my answer to who I can’t get enough of.

I have so much that I want to tell you,
I have so much that I want to show you;
there are so many places we can and will go,
there are so many things I know we will do.

I am always here by your side,
I am always going to be the name on your screen
and the face looking back at you in your reflection;
I am always here holding your hand every second
of our intense and wild ride;
I am always going to look at you and see perfection
in every expression, and feel passion beyond obsession.

I can’t sleep without dreaming about you,
I can’t think without you as my focus;
I can’t breath without the quiver in my lungs that I feel
when I say your name out-loud and I tell the world about you;
I can’t see and I can’t be myself without you,
because you heighten every part of my consciousness like hypnosis.

You cannot be matched.
You and I flow and feel good together,
and are meant to be- like the hero and heroine
of an epic love story.
You and I can never be unattached.
You can do anything, we can do everything,
because you and I are forever acting as-one,
together in perfect symmetry.

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