smoking butterfly

A butterfly's tale

She flew away sadly

With a broken wing

She to Her a touch of lust

Rested on Unforbidden flesh of death

Yes a kiss to  the woman's breast

In taste of life ...from a human kind

For the butterfly's tongue.

Now punished with a broken wing

For a butterfly's lips

Who kissed the breast 

Then a tale of a butterfly .....rest

Now they rested on only flowers