butterflies

mentally nude,

she melts into hillside flowers

 

every color collides

in her stare

 

purple kisses yellow hard,

and red and green eclipse

one another perfectly

 

her pupils are alive

with happy blooms

 

I long to understand beauty

 

to understand her

 

but

my heart is as blue

as my eyes

 

and butterflies

tend to avoid

spider webs

 

 

Reviews

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

oh where to begin conveying the gorgeous array of colors presented here tinged with emotional hues~ I guess I will begin with the patterns of language you use which takes the reader deep into the artist's palette and captures the soul on the tip of the brush blending the line between painter and the audience so that the audience finds itself inside the images of the poetic itself~

[White Ink]

hmmm beauty and the beast..
but well in the end.. the beauty did fall for the beast..
Interesting poem.

[What happened to simple..]

Often those whose heart is blue have a very defined spider web, nonetheless, it is still a web.

It's (very) possible that I'm reading into this all wrong - not that you ever can.. but as to why she's 'mentally nude', when butterflies have the most dignified powdered coats, perfection - though arguably a human's perfection is more so when nude.

There are so many levels to this poem, different thoughts intermingled. It's truly stunning. Thanks

[asdarkeyesclose]

'but
my heart is as blue
as my eyes'

those first moments of attraction :) some lovely poetry here dancing in all the colours you describe, makes me want to fall in love all over again!

[Amy Bumpas]

The love of a spider to a buttefly...this is a lovely poem, and
you painted its visions well.

[Kenneth The Poet]

This is a beautiful piece, a stark beauty at that. Like you can't understand beauty unless it is through the prism of love.