You drift to me,
Like an eagle swooping down through the sky,
You come to me,
And you sit on my shoulder like a magpie,
You kiss my cheek,
All so sweetly,
But suddenly there's a whisper in my ear,
You have to go and disappear.
I cry and complain that you cannot leave,
But you cannot understand,
You fly and fly,
Your wings will be flapping until you land.
Amy Jayne
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beautiful-butterfly-4/
