Butterfly Wings

It could be the brush of butterfly wings,

a soft drizzle in early spring

gentle rays of morning light

delight

just right

 

Or is it the moon’s golden glow?

A jazz guitar, smooth and slow

by candlelight, a glass of of wine

divine

so fine

 

Sometimes it’s summer’s wildfire

burning passion of desire

stars colliding in the night

excite

take flight

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