Awkward Butterfly; Modest Moth

You are an awkward butterfly

Disguised as a modest moth.

Drawn to my bright emanations;

Amidst multiple incarnations.

You began in the larval

Transformed into a marvel.

I beg for you to stay

As I light your way

You have metamorphosed

Path & purpose refocused

You are drawn to my glow

Reflecting hues unseen til now

As your wing tips shine golden

With you, I am emboldened.

Your wings, fanning my flames bright

You, suspended in motionless flight.

My constant companion

I shine in your adoration.

Your gust & my blaze

Through each lunar phase.

We are a consummate couple.

You, my awkward butterfly;

My modest moth.