Her beauty mocks me.
A graceful butterfly
Once blessing me
With her presence.

Tho, as life took its toll
I slowly lost hold and,
She swiftly flew into the sky.

Her beauty escaped me
Leaving me lost for words
And paralyzed with the fear
Of losing her,
Before she was mines.
Who knew butterflies could bite?

Cupid choked me
Her love revoked mines
Tho, I still think.
This lock and key
Belongs to this butterfly