It Turned me Wild

A surrealistic poem, by Parvathy, that celebrates love, exclusively for Different Truths.

I saw them,
a swarm of golden butterflies
Flying in joy in our garden,
Especially where the wild roses
and white hibiscus densely flowered.
 
Their black feathery wings,
flamboyantly kissed many buds and
Sucked the nectar, in wild ecstasy!
And I was thrown back to my younger years
When she too kissed me, flamboyantly.
 
Though I turned wild, I was calm.
Because I did, truly sense
Nothing except hunger’s call
Could drive any man, mad and wild.
And never the kiss,
She placed, on my lips.

Visual by Different Truths