My Butterfly Friend.

The wind whispers in my ear,
Majestic as beautiful fluttering wings.
The moon's light hearted atmosphere,
Gives me beautiful butterfly dreams.

The stars shoot madly from their spheres,
And all is still as night comes to end.
My eyes bear crystal pearl tears,
As I bid farewell to my butterfly friend.

Her movements are so graceful,
Like the vast blue ocean's tides.
her path of flight so blissful,
In which my every secret hides.

With her last flight reflected in my eyes,
She is unstable as off she goes.
She is true beauty in disguise,
And she'll be back beacause she knows...

good friends are hard to forget.