Answer:
She flutters her silvery wings in the moonlight
She skims above the lake, her gentle form grazing the water
She chains me down with her beauty
As she sets off into the sky
Her form slowly disappearing as she floats farther into the distance
The moment lasts too long, but it's less than a second
I know I may never see her again, for she is
Graceful, elusive,
butterfly
Step-by-step explanation:
This poem is about a butterfly migrating South.