Gossamer Display
She glides in splendour along the fields
with orange lace on rafters,well-hued
by fragrant air as her waltzes roam
to dazzle boughs thrilling a night's mood.
On fancy tones, her music drools
in rhythmic shimmer of wings aflight
and she draws me towards a bright stage
unto a rung of midsummer's height.
Yet, when dusk floats with her velvet trail
short-lived, the butterfly flutters by
descending to rest on maple's palm;
I weep for a beauty's swift goodbye.
Kelly Deschler's The Butterfly Flutters By
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2014
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