Valse Tryst
Bright shafts of sunlight
Pour through gently swaying trees
Powdered wings warm.
Two Cabbage White’s waltz
Caught in an upward spiral
Blissfully entwined.
Pretty pirouettes
Leave a signature in air
Of united joy.
Climbing heavenward
Their fragile forms fade away
Into deepest blue.
Copyright © Paul Holmes | Year Posted 2010
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