Spirits of the meadows are dancing through the trees
Romancing fields of buttercups and blowing falling leaves
Reaching for the heavens drawing light down from the sun
Soaring through the shadows now the new dawn has begun
Flowing in the fountains they sweep down tumbling streams
Rolling through the mountain valleys planting natures seeds
White beads upon a snowdropp enchanting in the rain
Soak the silken spiders webs where the spinners have domain
Naked in a forest beneath a giant oak
Covered in a cloak of flowers the milk white maiden woke
Butterflies descended like blossoms on the wind
Tumbling down to rest upon her delicate crystal skin
Whereupon her naked figure like dew fall from the sky
There rested many sun beamed colours of the Rainbow Butterfly
All silky in their splendour all colours they did glow
And rendered her into a sleep that lovers only know
As she lay so still her ruby lips did slowly part
And her pale white tender skin did breathe through burning heart
Yearning for the kiss of a lover she once knew
Praying for his loving touch in hope that dreams come true
Streams of perspiration upon her body swept
And beads like broken diamonds upon her forehead wept
And tumbled slowly down in a waterfall of tears
As she remembered torrid memories of passion through the years.
The spirits of the meadows are dancing through the trees
Romancing hearts and buttercups and caressing falling leaves
Pouring raindrops from the heavens drawing rainbows in the sun
Soaring through the meadows now the new dawn has begun.
Gavin Paul Carter
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rainbow-butterfly/
