Here is the butterfly girl, eyes alive feelings a twirl
You can’t believe what you see, as her wings unfurl.
Knowledge beyond bounds takes you by surprise
It is there, all there reflected in here eyes.
Silver elusive dancing motes of sunrise dust
Like a halo around her head, gold, amber and rust.
What is she thinking. can you tell?
Beware, be careful she will slip you under her spell.
Here she is the butterfly girl
Up tippytoe wings flippyflap skirts swirly whirl.
Hazel brown eyes that captivate
Watch her though. I warn you before it is too late.
Sun bright colours like fractals of light
Leave colours on the wall casting off all blight.
Gayly she thrashes her colourful skirts about
The butterfly girl , watch out for her magical pout.