The Unfettered One

Plucked flower once clumsily graced a girls curls, Now crushed in the wake of her ascending swirls, Comfort be gone as bees holds dust for another, Swarms of butterfly's doth aimlessly hover, Yes, it was a bothersome thing, It will pass for others to bring, Drizzling fate from silvery clouds of one-liners, Trickling o'er laughing grass, chuckles from flowers, Smiles grew everywhere, a forest was chanting, Far grays thunderous silence mid dull strikes of lightning, Whilst a cheery red robin sits on a limb, Gave me a tune and tweeted a hymn, A rainbow arc set adrift in motionless skies, Half of that lost in obscure disguise, A moth sits on my clothes, drawn as if it was light, Does not budge when shaken, not even a strike, Eyes on me, as they interpret their assessment and define, Requires close touches, made speechless, 'twas divine, Teardrops from elated eyes as fetuses of euphoria, Forms and slides on cheeks fleeted journey of my utopia, Breeze stems the short blades that grips the weight of me, As enmeshed toes wraps in taller swords from cool earth neath, be, Wanton for more goes unclaimed and was ignored, Droplets adds, from a few to a downpour, engorged, Clone the day, immerse it well into aspirations hold, free it back to where fantasy's exist, except the one, Unfettered I chased myself homeward, drenched yet fulfilled for having lived this day regardless, except the one.