The Butterfly

It was a pleasant and beautiful day. A butterfly flew across and settled on a flower nearby. It was so beautiful that I could not take my eyes off her. She gradually relaxed and began to flap her wings so slowly, like she is calling me with both her arms wide open. I hesitated. She kept calling me. I slowly moved closer and closer. Ya, she likes me. Finally I made my move, I touched her…… She flew away and never returned.