Image by Vee Speers
Like a flash of startling color
like mystical midnight dreams
butterflies will materialize
from love’s pure heart it seems
like fragile fleeting fairies
this love-bound woman is the source
they flit and flutter dazzlingly
such a breathtaking tour de force
so frail and so diaphanous
such bold and brilliant wings
like true love they float on air
enchantingly beautiful things
they dart with such abandon
they dance more than they fly
so weightless — so very joyous
a lovers’s ballet in the sky
OH… don’t fret our lovely lady
she’s tucked tight and very comfy
she’s evolving in love’s chrysalis
to the butterfly she soon will be
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rob kistner © 2023
Poetry at: The Sunday Muse