Oh To Be That Butterfly
It's now the heart of the summer
Perched on parched, I on this leaf
Rains are forever cried for
To moisten and rid earths grief
Suddenly I hear a rustling
Corn stalks bend and sway
A creature just so beautiful
Allures these words I say
As I talk I feel their excitement
Describing this beauty so fair
Porcelain skin she is
With shoulder length blonde hair
Curvaceous now shows as she bares
As the sky mimics her eyes
Azure blues capture my thoughts
Whilst the clouds begin to cry
A light shower falls
Cobb's become pert at attention
Words described through my eyes
My thoughts in quiet mention
To a filling creek she walks
Slowly immersed in natures champagne
As the heavens caress her body
Translucent pure virginal rains
Her hands caress her body
Blonde hair, now a wetted mane
Droplets run down her curves
I, a Butterfly, in distant frame
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