SOAR

My naked butterfly girl

with gossamer wings

folded inside her breast,

soar in my dreams as

your wings unravel,

whispering melodies

on earthly currents.

Flit in yellow blazes of

tides of joy turning waves

toward your face,

a joyous reunification

of haunting last supper

of ambrosial nectar.

March in blue formations

of tissue paper wings

flutter my way

in a rebirth of your

fragile life,

symbolizing the yearning

in my pleading soul

for you to dance

in my fantasies.

Escape the cage

of entrapment

which robs your spirit

and hides you within.

Crawl within my essence

and become one

with my heart

and float with me

on airy wings.