Before I Knew How to Live Freely

I wish I had found the butterfly before I knew how to kiss.
Then, I would have kissed you without a flinch.
I would have slept with you until the day was missed.
I would have stayed out of pleasure instead of lust.
Your love was the one I wished for; if only I were not so foolish.

I wish I had found the butterfly before I knew you such as this.
If I had only known touch could be no less than a pinch.
I had not yet learned to be gentle with what was blissed.
I had not yet been taught that grace was a person I could trust.
Your love was the one I wished for; if only I had let us flourish.