Streaky Rain Danseuse

Dance under sunlight, brilliant in hue,
flap - yet no sound, gentle beauty,
gather in, sweetness from around,
colour palettes you touch,.

Caressing dewdrops in crystal shine,
vivid colours, exploring our landscape,
as if Godly brush splattered,
coloured polka dots, in earthy garden.

Metamorph ugly into beautiful,
bringing colour to green,
float on a wave of breeze,
winged dreams blush colourless.

If my wings were, of butterfly would be,
velvet shimmers; faintly flutter
into hearts of many
though I maybe, but tiny.