My Loverbye
Diseased butterflies,
Flutterbyes,
Shutter, gutter, stutterflies
Drip waxen tears of lust and hate.
My skin, it burns for you.
But, to open, spread, present and promise
Leaves me hollow from lip to lip.
Your stutterfly,
Shutterbye.
Gutter, tutter, nutterfly ignites
My all. My nothing.
Your tongue does pierce my soul.
My hole. My whole.
Oh, shutterbye love, extinguish my flame.
My flutterbye, stutterbye,
Beautiful, bastard lullaby.
My disease. My cure.
My lover, bye.
Mellissa Flowerdew-Clarke 
This is a beautiful piece.i’m no expert but,it touches me for some reason.i think it’s good