Butterfly Ottava Rima Poems

I have become such a good girl gone bad;
The once innocent has become naughty,
to tell you the truth this makes me so glad;
I’m more now...

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My crown is called content, a crown that seldom kings enjoy. - William Shakespeare

Summertime skies, the clouds passing on by
Revealing silhouettes in timeless mists
Smiling, risking...

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Arbor of Wisteria and Clematis

Memory of appealing Wisterias
Uncovering the grand butterfly bush;
near the lilacs and lonely gardenias;
as the light essence of spring bring a rush.
little...

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Spring in all it's glory is now coming,                
with flowers...

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Desire takes a gentle leap between eyes
          when love blossoms in garden of romance.
  ...

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The sun shone bright upon a hill
There butterflies drank nature’s treat.
From beggar tick to daffodil,
They sipped their fill of nectar sweet.
Young lovers watched in silent...

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