The man with the butterfly on his nose

He was a tall, dark and handsome young man

With a smile that warmed me to my soul

Beneath that tough masculine approach

Lies the softest little thing alive

I didn’t really want to know you well

In fear that I might fall in love

Strangely enough I couldn’t stay away

And I’m not sure what that means

I want to hug you in the rain, you said

I said, rain makes me love people

So then declare your love to the loved

And so I said, I love you

You should know I don’t say it much

To the men in my life it’s rare

So consider yourself very lucky

For having heard it from me

Yet, to me you will always be

The man with the butterfly on his nose