Like a butterfly,
she flutters by.
She makes my heart race,
and my head spin.
With such beauty she naturally spreads her wings,
and is as she is.
When she takes flight,
she flies into sight,
the moon shines off her wings.
A dance in the sky,
she is so graceful.
Wings a beautiful blue,
outlined in black,
she is like no other.
She is a heart throb butterfly.
My picture for my poem is at:
http: //poeticdistortion.tumblr.com/post/7250915850/butterfly-flutter-by
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem