October 28, 2006
Oh dearest love,
oh butterfly,
Stay a moment in my palm
For my pure adoration
Your camouflaged complexion
Fools my fickle eye
I hold tightly
Closer still
For fear that you will fly
And suddenly
As I try to calm
Thy fluttering
Dissolving
Thy powered wings
You die
Butterfly
How I have forgotten
How fragile you may be
My painted admiral
Lost within the chaos
My heart
My love
Reduced to fairy dust
She of Letters 