Illustrated by: Truong Thi Tue Dung She is a lovely blooming Lotus, And I am but a dragonfly. I land on her soft open petals, And drink the sweet nectar from her heart, Leaving me drunk from the sweetness she brings to the world. I rub my wings on her silky petals, Thanking her for the love she provided me, Tell her that her flower is the only one who has sustained my life, And prevented me from drowning in the deep waters on which she is floating. I ready my wings to fly away, She closes her petals as I hover over her, I leave a teardrop onto her closed leaves, To remind her again of her beauty. I fly away to distant lands, Where no such Lotus flowers bloom. If I had no wings, I’d stay within her purple flower forever, But alas, My wings take me away from where my heart wants to go.
