Fluttering Love: The Ballet of Butterflies
Amidst the flowers' fragrant bloom,
Fluttering wings of butterflies zoom,
Their graceful dance, a sight to behold,
A tale of love, that they unfold.
With hues of orange, yellow, and blue,
Their wings, a rainbow of hue,
Their twirls, a mesmerizing sight,
A dance of love, in perfect flight.
Intricate patterns they weave,
A rhythm, their hearts make heave,
A symphony of love, they create,
A dance, that none can imitate.
Amidst the meadow's tranquil breeze,
They twirl and glide with such ease,
A ballet of love, they perform,
A sight that can never be outworn.
Their dance, a celebration of life,
Of love, of joy, of peace, without strife,
The butterflies, a symbol of grace,
In their dance of love, leave no trace.
© nookpoetry
Fluttering wings of butterflies zoom,
Their graceful dance, a sight to behold,
A tale of love, that they unfold.
With hues of orange, yellow, and blue,
Their wings, a rainbow of hue,
Their twirls, a mesmerizing sight,
A dance of love, in perfect flight.
Intricate patterns they weave,
A rhythm, their hearts make heave,
A symphony of love, they create,
A dance, that none can imitate.
Amidst the meadow's tranquil breeze,
They twirl and glide with such ease,
A ballet of love, they perform,
A sight that can never be outworn.
Their dance, a celebration of life,
Of love, of joy, of peace, without strife,
The butterflies, a symbol of grace,
In their dance of love, leave no trace.
© nookpoetry