She floats on the mist
Drifts on ghost currents she finds
Like the spirits on these streams
She flits better than a fly
Because she carries herself lightly
She flutters bright her colors
Lost not her fairy dust to dusters
She alights on the eyelashes
Of the eyes crying
Tears of heavenly nectar.
She’s bound by no flower
Honor crowns all she finds
Knowing their great beauty
She skips about unshy
Because she carries herself lightly
Disorrients with her dazzle
Can’t fade if the sun shines on shinier
She reframes the daylight
With its rays warming
Beams of heavenly nectar.
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