Every sun-drenched
morning,
butterflies dance happily in my
flower garden,
caressing each bloom, drawing
luscious, sweet nectar from my beautiful
yellow daffodils, leaving behind
traces of pollen from sources unknown.
Metaphorically, speaking one could
say that butterflies
have intense sexual appetites for
this act of love goes on
day after day after day.....makes
you wonder do they ever tire?
They carry pieces of pollen from my
garden leaving bits
of it inside of beauties
elsewhere.
One could say they are really quite
promiscuous little things.
Whatever the case may be, this act
of love
pollinates my flowers and flowers
all over the world
so that they may bloom year after
year in glorious
splendor for all to enjoy.
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