a colorful swarm
in daytime's rosy retreat
the still lovely hour
monarchs blues and reds
along with creams and purples
swirl about my head
where do they come from
these unplanned moments of bliss
maybe nature's kiss
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Beautifully articulated! A colorfully imagined write, those sweet fluttering dreams of floating butterfly Kings.