The touch of a butterfly makes the tender flower turn red ...
They are separated with time but united by an unknown thread ...
The flower blooms with joy to spread the fragrance of love ...
With an unending desire to meet the butterfly , it tries to rise above ...
With the changes in season , the love of the flower for butterfly blossoms more ...
It keeps on spreading the fragrance of its love without fearing what the destiny has in its store ...
© Minotee Gokhale