Just Caught my Fancy

I am a light butterfly of yellow

and my flight takes me

to the colours I fancy

I perch on a sunflower

of my color

and the next moment

roll over the roses for nectar

 

I spring joyfully

to the overtly ripe fruit

and shuttle around

the night’s dim lights

 

I circle the warm fire,

which is brighter than any color

The heat warns me,

but I fail to notice

and in my excited state

jump straight into the hungry flames