Butterfly Poem/early mornings

I wake in the early morning, 

I think of you, 

I think this is some sort 

Of insanity, 

This twin flame connection, 

The moon is still high

Up above 

And I think of what it's like to love 

So deeply 

Us Empaths do 

So silly now 

That I think of you 

◄ Butterfly poem/11

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