NICELY NICE
Black and orange butterfly flies zig zag
pattern over a river dodging speedy dragonflies, low over the water at mad
angles. Sense of speed beyond all else. Movement pure and simple. Past
dragonfly territory, over the rocky river bank. Looking, searching for what?
Something. What? Feel a little tired.
Land on a rock to rest, blur of flapping
wings before a halt. Nice to chill. What the fuck? Bloody rock moves! Goddamn
Pagan Goddess not a rush! Stone is alive; butterfly Fliss arrows upwards to
safety. Wolf is not amused. Was resting under midday sun and his nose was
tickled when a cheeky butterfly dared to land on his snout. Bloody cheek! Snap
went wolf teeth. A miss!
Butterfly won't take any grief, arcs round
in a high speed turn to buzz the wolf. I'll show you! Try to eat me, I'll wake
you up and disturb your bloody peace for snapping your sharp teeth at me. I'm
the Goddess! Round again buzzing the wolf, who's the boss? Butterfly is! 6 more
times the game continues, buzz the wolf, snap go his teeth. He settles down on
his haunches, enough!
Butterfly lands on his nose, soft as
gossamer spider web feather snowflake, peace. Wolf speaks humbly, 'What's your
name brave fast butterfly flier?' Silence for a minute. 'I'm Fliss...' They
both changed and made love. The circle was complete. Butterfly was home... xxx
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