"BUTTERFLY SONNET" by Steven Fortune
Philosophers you make of ev'ryone
in fluttered aviations over scores
of connotations. Like a setting sun,
a soul attached to you implores
a single morning at a time. A flock
of you in unison congests a chance
of visitations on a friendly clock
and talks reunions into games of trance.
The essence of a synchronicity
between a soul and body hides behind
a bamboo screen. From there felicity
injects a flight of angel wings into the mind.
in fluttered aviations over scores
of connotations. Like a setting sun,
a soul attached to you implores
a single morning at a time. A flock
of you in unison congests a chance
of visitations on a friendly clock
and talks reunions into games of trance.
The essence of a synchronicity
between a soul and body hides behind
a bamboo screen. From there felicity
injects a flight of angel wings into the mind.
Will you beknight my footing with the sky
and tuck me in a rainbow, butterfly?
and tuck me in a rainbow, butterfly?
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