Butterfly
undresses art in motion's court
silk toes
eyes in sleeping limbs
touched.
Lantern of hope
pirouettes between shadow's shelf
tastes of honey dew
tipping scales
cycles
waits
tests not the shy,in candid changes.
Design strays not
mother nature reels
expressway
no concrete end
gate on the mark,
get set, and emulate
message of spirit
against any rock staring back.
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