BUTTERFLY BEAUTY

i meet her at half onto eight

she sits for a half pollen plate

felt goooooood!

but hey! what's in a kiss stays in a kiss

she spreads her wings across my span

she rests like sunshine through my crown

if I had stomata they'd grow faster 

like food fulfillment does stomach archs

she takes photos of my synthesis

her colours of kaleidoscope magic

keep eyes fixed, memories elastic

like her tongue

she tells me stories

about how she has no fears

about how she flirts with the atmosphere

leaving her hair strands in the cloud's care

her knees sink into the abdomen of earth

her time ticks like drizzle in splits

her wisdom tooth bites 

into thin air

she tells me her dreams

enveloped in blue screams

she retorts about days she went deaf

when no word of the world she wanted heard

stories

of how she needs her space

and believes in her lonely pace

sometimes

she stays patient

"dzigbordzi"

that kind of patient

her beauty blooms, inbred

like yeast in bread

that's how every heart she conquers
yields

totally a natural thing

she

like a baby straddling the tired mother's back 

perches.
earth is where the hurt sits

 offer that timelessness

"abotare"

here
she perches

her stories too
etching

the breeze eavesdrops

pretending to tease

flee, hop, the sun leaves 
memories in the tree tops

and returns ah yellowish cheese,

divided into half eh night's dark lips

i meet her at half onto eight

she sits for a half pollen plate
time

halved by moon

she flies away as quick as amnesic memory

every flower she visits pollinates

you can't tell if she'll return again, ever

though these flowers for a moment 
she stirred 
so bloom..

(c)KW 06042013