Caramel skin smoothed by caresses
tender, fragile, hauntingly beautiful,
deliberate in her movements,
observing all, yet detached…
I am a princess skipping by.
Will you be my attendant
and braid my hair in the sun?
Will you count butterflies
with me, and draw elephants?
I am a diva singing to dragonflies,
a Lady of the dance twirling for moths.
I am a child tiptoeing in the grass
feeding on daydreams and lollipops,
Mistress of my world, a visitor in yours.
Keep your distance.
Let me be.
Let me run with clouds
and live the wonder
That you have forgotten.
elephant and butterflies – http://www.georgebutler.org/images/
cloud by AnElephantCant