Dragonfly Love

Zig zag it flies I hear the wings whirr 

I look up and see a graceful dragonfly

Flying in through the open windows

Wings translucent blue shimmering

With flashing glints of diamond pink 

A purple crown on its regal black head 

Then a sawing buzz that falters shivers

It sees me and my 3D silent feelings 

The little dragon somehow knows I am kin

It buzzes against the closed sliding doors

Climbing up the light white curtains 

Looking for a place to land and sigh

Does the gauzy lace material remind it

Of days and dimples long past?

-Anne V