A rhyme for orange

I needed just little while
to walk the mile
to Monarch Lake
on coffee break
to spy an empty chrysalis.
Then like a kiss,
wings brushed my hand
and flew to land
like cloisonné on muddy earth,
a vision worth
the time it took
to smile and look.

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