Butterflies
They go fluttering,
One blossom to another;
Rapacious beauties,
seizing, sucking, sweet honey.
A dozen plump butterflies.
In lavish colors,
a dozen plump butterflies
sneaked into my heart.
As they dance around flowers,
wonder when you planted them?
Copyright © Harpreet Kaur | Year Posted 2016
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