She ‘s the perfect butterfly 

You should see her when she takes to the sparkling sky 

Nothing holds her back 

I’ve seen the whole world try 

but candid flowers can not lie 

They die for her rapturous touch 

A push of believing  wind 

. . . pollen  from a spin in flutter 

. . . wings as soft as grandma’s left out butter 

I melt as warm as sunsets 

. . . wander through thoughts like a child’s moon 

Maybe a spoonful of stainless sugar will bring me back 

like a poem relaxing near a picket fence 

. . . making sense of it all 

They die for her rapturous touch 

She’s the perfect butterfly 

You should see her when she takes to the sparkling sky 

Nothing holds her back 

Maybe it’s just my swaying imagination 

running away with me 

. . . cleverly telling me something I should already know 

“ Only fools fall in love” 

and  there “The wise dare not go” 

Words can paint a pretty picture 

but heartbreak can melt the snow 

Show me the yellow daisies in bloom 

Play me a russet tune that croons of life 

Let powdered memories forget what is soon to come 

She’s the perfect butterfly 

Candid flowers will not lie 

You should see her take to the sparkling sky 

Nothing holds her back 

I’ve seen the whole world try 

They die for her rapturous touch