Hurt me if you want,
You may also touch.
Once be the spine
And once be the lily.

But if you are the lily,
Spread your smell far off.
Thus, me ,the butterfly,
Will  find you easily.

And if I am your butterfly,
That comes to suck your honeydew,
Please open up your petals
And welcome me with love.

But if you are my spine,
That thrusts me in my skin,
Remember that all along
A scar I will bear.