Oh To Be That Butterfly

It's now the heart of the summer Perched on parched, I on this leaf Rains are forever cried for To moisten and rid earths grief Suddenly I hear a rustling Corn stalks bend and sway A creature just so beautiful Allures these words I say As I talk I feel their excitement Describing this beauty so fair Porcelain skin she is With shoulder length blonde hair Curvaceous now shows as she bares As the sky mimics her eyes Azure blues capture my thoughts Whilst the clouds begin to cry A light shower falls Cobb's become pert at attention Words described through my eyes My thoughts in quiet mention To a filling creek she walks Slowly immersed in natures champagne As the heavens caress her body Translucent pure virginal rains Her hands caress her body Blonde hair, now a wetted mane Droplets run down her curves I, a Butterfly, in distant frame http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-17.php