Butterflies and Icy Steam

If I wake
From this dream
With butterflies
And icy steam
I’d cry
I’d scream
For you are so beautiful my dear
How can you ever fear?
That I’d throw you away

In this moment
I’m stunned by wishes
I know you are a friend
But we’re captured
By sweet kisses

Am I a butterfly in an open net?
A girl you can forget
If you could only see
That I don’t wanna be
A girl with regret

My heart’s still beating
Like a drum on stage
You, my charming friend
Do you wanna leave this cage?

This delusion does not need an end
For this worship seems to be
A sweet dream
Filled with butterflies
And Icy-steam

To cool down
Imaginary things
Like our feathered wings
Dreamlike grown
While the nightingale sings

Two persons still acting blind
With nothing else
But imaginary love
In their mind