Chase A Yellow Poem

I caught
a yellow poem
in my hands, and
it fluttered like a
frighten flock of butterfly wings

Spreading its
yellow bright wings,
Then gliding across
a sea of gold,
we landed gently
as a ripple
on the pond

If yellow is
the brightest color
in the rainbow,
then, let me
chase a yellow poem

-- through your candlelight

If we land
with both feet
on the ground,
I wonder, why
we could not
catch a yellow
butterfly smile today