# Loving kisses of butterfly wings (Chemistry of love)

Дмитрий Николаевич Жуков

Flames! Flames just pierced my heart!

Flames! Flames just pierced me through!

The stabbing pain is tearing my soul apart,

The fire merges with my blood inside.


The blazing tongues are wrapping flesh.

Is there a way to scatter throes of love?

The senses grow strong, but deeply fade.

The kiss will join lips, our breaths blend.


I have the key, yet fate has shut the gate.

I am neither dead, nor can I feel alive.

Keep chasing shadows, whispers of the dead;

Keep praying for the answers, I"m only clashing silence.


There is no choice, but walk the path alone,

There is no hope: I am always on my own.

The fire whirls the burning blood inside,

The senses grow strong, no way will I deny.


The rush of wind has shaken the illusion.

The butterfly flapped off the blossom dust.

Deep in my soul I"m feeling the confusion,

You"ve nicely timed the fatal thrust.


I"ve let the vicious games last for too long;

I"ve let this pain become the tortuous blame.

The game is now lost, the beast lies tamed.

You"ve turned the magic glare into a cage of mare.