magical butterfly

pearlescent skin shivered,
fireworks glimpsed
through crystalline water.
Lips a tiny crimson flower

entangled in a carousel of butterflies,
wings beating in time to her heart.
Soft drumming in warm summer breeze
while tree whispered amongst themselves,

a soft scuttle of leaves,
her dress a hover of spider webs.
Ruby and auburn hair, genuflecting,
curling with soundless chimes

of wind, feathered silk
brush along your skin
for a second
sensuous

magical butterfly

don't even know why I finished this, don't like it for some reason yet to be known

This has so many vivid images that I almost overwhelms me. I am still working on it, trying to internalize the imagery and the subtle undertones that I am getting. I may want to talk to you privately about this one.

that's probably I don't like it, too much, too overwhelming...I am missing the meaning in this. Thanks TDS