Bliss and the Butterfly

So much to love this time of year

When seasons recast and go

Changing their trousseau.

Happy to dwell on sweet harmony’s acre

Where latitudes give them

Permission to do so.

 

Soft meadows await, prepared for your ingress,

The gentle infusion of delicate wings

That flutter and flitter from

Flower to flower, blind to the power

your presence brings.

 

You light on my finger outstretched to the sun

And ponder a moment

Before moving on.

My memory captures the moment in rhyme

And prints a reflection to last for all time.

 

Time simply doesn’t exist in your world

And I would be filled with remorse and remiss

If ever my mind should be so inclined

As ever to lose this moment of bliss.

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