The sunlight skipped along
her delicate wings, warming
her soft, butterscotch skin
She had dressed up today;
meeting someone who sent
a crashing wave of happiness
into her excited heart
Dancing through the forest
as butterflies flitted through
her beautiful dress,
she picks a bunch of wild flowers
by the side of the path
She imagines pure bliss when
that someone would smile at her gift
of bitter-sweet scented flowers
She hears that familiar sound
and reaches out to that
glorious creature in front of her,
offering him those simple petals.
With love.
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