The Sensual Butterfly

By Billy Johnson

She's newly formed. She's lovely, it's true.

She's sending her signals. What will I do?

Her wings are so smooth. She's learned how to fly.

Her sultry gaze has me in her eye.

Bright yellow and black, red, and white.

Her beauty is there for a love to take flight.

She's newly formed. Her beauty she shows.

Will she land on me? My anticipation grows.

She dances and floats through the sky with ease.

Her body moves gently and is sure to please.

She's seen in my dreams. She's seen in my mind.

This Sensual Butterfly I must entwine.

I try to catch her, I have my net.

But the Sensual Butterfly takes off like a jet.

She's dancing. She's moving. Her beauty, I see.

Will she land on me so that we can agree?

The Sensual Butterfly is no easy catch.

But I know in my heart we are a perfect match.

Come Sensual Butterfly. Come to me and rest.

And soon we'll have Pupa that God will bless.

By Billy Johnson