Kissing A Butterfly (A Comment On Kissed By A Butterfly's Wing By Mark Heathcote) Poem by Akhtar Jawad

To kiss the enchanting living and flying colors,
Spring as a colorful flower with enchanting odors,
Not only the joys of life, share her pains,
Not only bright cleanliness, share her stains,
If not flowers grow wings to fly in the showers
Be a butterfly follow her in the lovely flowers,
And then hiding in the dense green leaves,
The two butterflies may be naughty thieves,
Stealing love from each other in the covering rains,
The heaven when sends clouds to wash the stains.