Dancing out of my reach
Your wingtips, fluttering, brush
The frayed edges of my heart
Wonderful, in vivid colour
You bewitch me with the sweetest magic
Stay, pretty butterfly
Your kisses would stop my tears
I got the results back from my singing exam. Needn't have bothered. ~shrug~ Ah well. It was a tall order and I apparently was only barely up to it. Better luck next time, and such.
Sorry, asrana, no Kate as yet. Still angsting somewhere, I can't find him. Gah.