Sunday, May 25, 2014

butterflies tango

The butterflies in my tummy have flourished. 
They are in my heart,
dancing a fine twirling argentine tango 
(complicated with extra pairs of legs). 

They are sliding about my veins,
like over-joyed kids 
in a waterpark 
drunk on the hot pulse 
of a summer day. 

They are in my mind. . . 
I am a butterfly, 
affectionately brushing your petals 
with my fine wiry antennae, 
clinging to your silken petals. 

In the leisurely sun 
of a perfect day, 
or in the slick rain of life's obstacles, 
I shield you with my little wings, 
and drink in your fragrance 
with great pleasure. . . 

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