The Rose and the Butterfly
Oh plump pink rose from heaven
my tiny butterfly heart dances
How humble am I in this garden of delights
just to drink in your beauty!
In your presence I sigh and sit and
watch you in this June morning..
Open your virgin bud as pink as
the blush on an angel's cheek
Your petals as soft as the kiss of evening
how sweet your fragrance - so intoxicating..
That I find it hard to balance on this leaf
as my heart grows giddy with your scent..
More enchanting than any nectar in heaven
I bow in your presence and pray to be noticed..
So I may sit near you and feel your softness
grant me a moment to alight
So I may lie close to you and drink
in your loveliness
Before an angry breeze
tears you apart
And carries you away from me
scattered petals crying
Floating far far away
with no trace of your existance..