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| Her little legs Holding with a firm grip Flower is where she dwells Intentionally,i had skip Dances like teasing me, But i let her flee. |
I was just roaming around a place where my eyes cought a butterfly. The white, black and red spot in the soil coloured wings was so tempting. It was a little one,the colourfull love. I tried to Chase the butterfly for so long but couldn't catch it, Only flowers can do it. I loved the butterfly so much and that's why I was chasing her. She looked afraid, she hurried and rushed here and there to save herself from my clutch. Innocent!
And then I stopped,
why?
Because I loved her.
I watched her silently,I could hear other bird's chattering, gentle wind was wishpering, a pair of swan were spending quality time,they were in a romantic mood i guess,i didn't disturbed them(I just framed them and I'll post it someday). I could hear some human voice but ignored . My focus was on that butterfly. She choose a flower of her own choice and roost on it. She kissed the flower. She couldn't stick to one place.
her flickering nature made me pleased.
Butterflies makes flower look more beautiful.
I didn't try to catch it.
It might will despair from my sight suddenly,or I'll have to leave the place.
Today,i couldn't catch her,but one day it will come to extract pleasure from the flower which will be grown upon my grave....
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