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