Mirror to your beauty

inside my chrysalis

Love’s

eyes

born from your face

Beauty:

dreaming

in a

brief glimpse

whence from romance

Beauty

in beautiful colours

bedecked

threaded in trances

your grace

hangs

in the air

you became

my

wild butterfly

fluttering

not touched by I

in Love’s mirror

Beauty

dances there


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