Butterfly 1

Butterfly

On wings of crystal gossamer
with graceful, stately elegance
a lovely, gentle butterfly,
you wafted to my lonely heart
enchanting me with delusions
of pleasant future encounters.

We shared a delightful evening,
our spirits melded into one,
our hopes and fears identical,
emotions seemed reciprocal
but, as sun began its descent,
Cinderella like, you disappeared.

In the sparkle of a sunbeam
on a drop of glistening dew
is there a chance you'll reappear?
Will your loveliness grace my arm
as we peruse and meander
through the garden of affection?

Our meeting seems a lover's dream,
just wistful imagination
but, real is the kiss we shared.
If only I could have followed
your fluttering flight at sunset
to the jubilance of ecstacy.