Butterfly
Whisper, like a butterfly, as its colored wings, so brilliantly they fly.
Landing, down upon a branch, resting from a flight perchance.
Flutter, like a lily’s pedal and dance upon the bud and settle.
With your wings of joy, with a span of song and land where only is the sand.
In a stormy desert or upon my hand.
Leave me with your kiss, your patterns and your flight to miss,
And gently sigh as u disregard the instinctive cries of your capricious hiss.
And cry for beauty as your grace to reprimand.
And we shall soar and glide with the winds of a moonlight tide, and here remain in distant lands.
Amongst the emerald trees, in the jungles of our own romance.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Butterfly real or metaphorical a symbol of romance it floats and shows its colors in spring and summer of a relationship. Nicely written
Wish i knew where they went in the winter. Lol
Collecting in a garden of trees i guess.
Another life cycle in eggs to caterpillars to cocoons.
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