Butterfly Dreaming
sextants and chandelles
frolic in my head,
a romp costumed by petals and
festoons of pollens
which lark through frilly planets
whose equators breathe in
to blossom toward the next.
i straddle this aerial world
serpentine of reel,
lost in one romance
only to cartwheel-flutter toward its mate.
my senses so blurry,
a nag champa vermillion cavatina pachbel guitar bouquet.
truth emerges, unbelievable,
in the aftermath of an orgy
of ecstatic wavy fractals:
we should all wield butterfly cocoons
as agile as lariats of love
and wrap them snugly around
any glooming seeds of war and hate.
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