I caught the splendor of the moment,
The aroma of rich purple hues.
Listened to the softness of the balmy breeze,
Intoxication of senses to the soul.
I let the warmth invade me,
Caressing my fastidious cells.
The taste of bloom grew in my heart,
Soothing jangled nerves.
The pupa thus born persisted,
Through bouts of pain and sass....
To encompass the beauty fleetingly sensed,
Imagining butterflies swirling by.
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