he is nature

natural to be around

as pure as

Mother Earth.

his eyes are grassfields

his cheekbones are oceans

his skin is the mood

his nose is a flower

his fingertips are snowflakes

his voice is a bird love song

he is wonderful

beautiful

a serenity.

he is like a cat,

thin yet strong and

analytical.

he is like a

sandstorm,

chaotic and almost

colorless

yet everyone stands back

to watch his beauty.

or is that a rainbow

I'm think of?

he is like a

butterfly

with black and orange wings

that you need to learn about

before you judge

and he is delicate

but can hold his own.

his soft words

fly in the wind

and they are so loud

and meaningful

they're all I notice

in any weather,

and he seems to always be

surrounded by this beautiful

landscape and/or aura

that just makes him seem

magical.

this is love, a

crush on a

monarch butterfly.