The rays of sunshine entwined around,
As the gleam brightened the one-color dark,
For his existence looked like a bunch of petals bound,
Black color in the boscage was that he did mark.
She was a free spirit that flew in the arena,
With the innocence of wandering and hopping,
For her pride lay in the wings that looked like Cortina,
As the Yellow in them made the sunshine shortening.
All the flowers gathered to bow to that beauty,
As she spread the golden glow that was hypnotic,
he stood apart there with aloof dignity,
hoping for her to choose him as the flower she found idiotic.
Stunned was the flower as those delicate legs approached,
And he Recollected all the courage he needed for the show,
The complexities within ran through the veins crippled,
For the flower and Butterfly made a hazy rainbow.
There was a silence that prevailed in the moment,
And the wilderness was in a mode of freeze,
As the revolving forest went and shattered the loment,
It was their time to tease.
Oh, and they created an oasis right around,
While the jungle bent ahead in the scenic beauty,
The one with yellow and black and green and brown,
for it was their turn to be completely unruly.