Butterfly Bluebird

Butterfly bluebird fly so high and glorify the sun Hearing a new word passing by to mystify the pun Give me a glimpse and wink as shadows begin to shrink. Rays stream down with beatific lucidity glistening upon the morning's dew. Echoing a rainbow of conviviality with a capricious impromptu. The hazy summerlike air hangs upon the field which uncovers a conspicuous missing link. A swarm of Apis will suddenly wield the dandelion's juice into honey. The pond is nurturing a lotus flower as salamanders swim thereinto waters of the divine and lovely. Enraptured by flocks of sparrows glissading the silver lining as each hour fascinates the observer through the narrow paths into the woodlands on the brink. Butterfly bluebird fly so high and glorify the sun Hearing a new word passing by to mystify the pun The humming of the weeping willow whistles its insinuation of the arrow which flies from Cupid toward our pillow. Our intertwining is completely in sync with the thawing of winter as Spring empowers our imaginations to spin as well as construe. The rippling brooks impel our will as we aspire for Nature to express its rebirth as a solitary watermill churns in the flourishing wilderness. Under a bush appears a hedgehog rummaging about attempting to fulfill his promise to his neighboring guests. In this crystal lake swims a newly-born polliwog. Indeed the buoyancy is bursting as the pink settles as an alpenglow on the snowy peaks. Thoroughly enchanted we begin to think of paradisal enthrallment as we speak irrefutably flabbergasted in our dialogue. We harken the aria of a golden finch together with a vibrant rushing stream. We sit hand and hand reading an apologue which activates are capacity to dream and returns our attention to the oblique as each yard seems to lose an inch. Butterfly bluebird fly so high and glorify the sun Hearing a new word passing by to mystify the pun As the spring fever tends to set in our lethargic attitude seems to creep along. Nonetheless we are overwhelmed with song as each instinctive feeling dwells within. Tenderness is in the breeze as it whispers lightly soothing our souls across our skin. The balmy afternoon has its familiar hues depicting sumptuous waves which linger with the passion of your voice as we view the movement of our flirtatious fingers. The secrecy of our miraculous rendezvous will remain as each moment is so genuine. The bona fide authenticity of our acquaintance resonates like a symphonic mystique evocative and haunting in remembrance. Hallowed within our personal temple unique amongst the sentiments from our origin. Held as sacred is the incessant continuance of our virtuous admiration as we seek to convey the exquisite essence of our inheritance