The Color of Love
(as seen yesterday)
O nly you make me fly so high,
R olling as we reach the sky.
A nother moment till we touch,
N ever before have I known such
G lorious abandon, freedom, light,
E xcept, when loving, we take flight!
It is quite difficult to photograph amorous butterflies in the throes of their dating ritual. For TWO hours they did this in front of my glass windows. Now THAT’S dedication, my friends…….