Fluttering freely,
I see the green butterfly—
sashaying like a swan across a pond.
Streaks of green show jaunts of the Birdwing Butterfly.

Listening closely,
I hear the green butterfly—
whispering softly like a blade of grass in the wind.
Streaks of green show jaunts of the Birdwing Butterfly.

Dancing delicately,
I feel the green butterfly—
landing on my wrist like a feather in the wind.
Streaks of green show jaunts of the Birdwing Butterfly.

Inhaling freshly,
I smell the green butterfly—
saturating the air like a spritz of perfume.
Streaks of green show jaunts of the Birdwing Butterfly.

Tasting sweetly,
He swallows both his and my stories—
comparing our journeys and lessons learned.
Streaks of green show the jaunts of the Birdwing Butterfly and me.