Butterfly
Drinking honey
From the beautiful blooming flower
In the midnight
The warmth flowing from the leaves to its petals
Colouring into a full set of the bouquet
And dancing happily
With the slow rhythm.
Sunrise backs
Flower dried up
Knowing the truth was hurt enough for the flower
Follow the wind
To cover its scent
Was a butterfly
That imbibe its honey away
Leaving only withered flower
That afraid to blooming again