The Dragon and the Butterfly

The Dragon and the Butterfly

In the dark garden, he travels across the twisted paths.

Sometimes glimmers of light flicker and shine,

These little pixies would flitter just out of his reach.

Sometimes he smiles at them,

Other times he turns away from them.

Distant sweet voices would whisper to him,

Saying you are not alone, tell us your story.

He would write bits and fragments of his tale.

He reveals his layers but only at a distance.

Some would see his red and blue dragons,

In understanding they would shake their heads.

Hearts would open but never could or would touch.

One day while traveling down a different dark path,

He spots yet another glimmering light.

At first, he thought it was just another far-off pixie.

Upon further inspection, he realizes something,

She was closer than any other, and she seems different.

I am a butterfly she whispers into his hungering ear.

Let me come closer he breathed as the fire within rekindled.

No she said you are already too close.

I would not breathe my fire on you and hurt you.

It is not that which I fear she said as she smiles at him.

Will you at least talk with me for a while he asked?

Why sure, I do not fear dragons, and I see you are much more.

It was not long before they both realize they were close.

Yes, for sure in space but also in spirit and heart.

They were both alone even though surrounded by many.

Twisted, warped and dark I be the dragon warned her.

Oh, I know but you are more than that she said through a grin.

You are a butterfly and I am dragon we both can fly,

Our wings can unfurl, and we can ride the waves of our imagination.

Together we can soar to heights we could never do alone.

I agree but you are more than a dragon, and I fear.

Is it, me that keeps you away?

Oh, no, we have met to early she said as she flutters her wings.

Then what is wrong, I know it is something in me, he frowned.

I only see myself as a butterfly, I am just still a chrysalis.

So, you know I am more than a dragon, and you accept me.

He presses on; Life is short; we should delay no longer.

I will breathe my fire in my hands and warm them.

I will cradle you tenderly in my right hand.

My left will caress you softly, and you will feel my desire.

I will keep you warm until you break free of your chrysalis.

To his surprise and joy, she relents and agrees.

It was a hot August day his excitement was high.

The dragon that is much more than that arrives.

He sees his butterfly that is much more than that.

He unfurls his wings draws her close, and they kiss.

It is just not a peck but one born of a deep longing.

This kiss is not the end for it leads to much more.

It is a beginning of a dragon's and a butterfly's journey.

Now they have a beautiful new garden together.

It is adorned with sunflowers and fragrant red roses.

When the butterfly gets cold, the dragon's fire warms.

In the dark the butterfly glows lighting the dragon's way.

They both tend and relish each other and their garden.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing story told in the poetry.
"When the butterfly gets cold, the dragon's fire warms.
In the dark the butterfly glows lighting the dragon's way."
I like the above lines and ending. I liked the conversation and the tale. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
They both tend and relish each other and their garden.

[Farah Husain]

I do love this and I cant help wanting more of it at the end......

[H.L. Cerveise]

Thank you for reading and reviewing this writing. I have a number in this style, most are posted here. I am just about ready to epublish a poetry book with great pictures to go along with the poems.

[Zaliodir]

I must say, the poem of your's I enjoy the most are your story poems. They are just so beautiful, the story line is always drawing you in for more, and the metaphors for life they contain illustrate great wisdom. =)

[H.L. Cerveise]

Thank you so much for your review and I love that you enjoy my story poems. These things stem from my real and virtual life. All I have to do is pick the metaphor base and write my life and feelings. They do take a lot out of me; however, it is a labor of love I would have to say.

[iamshadowine]

you've made a beautiful story out there! wonderful job! keep writing :D

[H.L. Cerveise]

Thank you so much for reading and reviewing my poem.

[Nessly]

Beautiful story.
I love the picture you've painted with your words.

[H.L. Cerveise]

Thank you for reading and reviewing my poem. I love painting metaphors. I know some of my poems can be long so I am glad you liked it.

[Nessly]

I loved it! It's wonderful! :)

[Emily]

Great poem!!
I loved it!
Keep on writing!!

[H.L. Cerveise]

Thank you for reading my story poem. I am glad you loved it.

[Hailey Juliet]

This was a beautifully told story through poetry. I really enjoyed the language and description you used and the imagery you evoked. Well done!

[H.L. Cerveise]

Thank you for your review. I put a lot into my story poems and it is nice to know other people enjoy it.

[Vatsal Rohilla (account..]

This is an extraordinary and outstanding story-poem. This highlights the importance of cooperation- as the dragon and the butterfly do in the end. Some truths of life like- "life is short"- have been talked of in between. The poem is simple and can be understood by all- this is a very good point of all your poems. So very well-written and so deep.
I have one error to point out- "You are already to close" - it should have been too not to- you must have omitted the 'o' by mistake. Please rectify.
Great work anyways. Keep writing.

[H.L. Cerveise]

Thank you for reviewing my story poem and for sure pointing the the to/too error. I do have trouble with that from time to time.