I make my poems flow

A beautiful black butterfly
I meet her in the nights
We circle each other
In the silence
Weaving the cobweb
Of glances and smiles
For a moment
The sunshine eclipses the darkness

Then we fly apart
Return to our lives
Disappear in the daily rush.

I wait for the twilight
To bring me your shine
Will you come?

("A Beautiful Black Butterfly" by Merewyn Kazan)