In purple,
regal an empress butterfly,
lives but, for one lonely day,
Then  away she flies to die,
not a single tear shed,
in scarlet, as claret in a glass of full fragility,
passes through her precious  heart, where blood flows  always free.
in turquoise,
she glows of summer sunrise,
in yellow and luscious orange,
with streaming hair,
a mighty roar,a lioness,
in black, she's deep, but so serene.
if you dare look deep into her smiling eyes,
you will find them bright green,
she is not a jealous *****,
Make her angry then,
she'll have you spellbound,
this baby,
she's a witch!
(C) Livvi