My Butterfly

Butterfly...
here goes on ode to denote
all you mean to me...
there's a smile perched high
upon eyes...
as hazel
as one can see...
there's a world out lost
in her gaze
as pretty a world can be...
butterfly,
there's a song that plays
her lips
as sweet as mellow honey...
my butterfly
there's an aura compressed
in you
holding me secretly ....


Her eyes tell a story,
words sing a tune,
her smile spells her glory,
her breath chills the noon...
her laughter is golden,
her thoughts none can see..
I see two hearts in her
that binds her to me....