Ghostly Butterflies

In the moonlight, shadows softly glide,

Ghostly butterflies, in the night they hide,

Wings of whispers, they dance in the air,

Silent and fleeting, they vanish with care.

A flicker of light, they softly appear,

Carried by winds that no one can hear,

Through the darkness, they weave and they twirl,

Ghostly butterflies, in the midnight swirl.

Ghostly, ghostly, they flutter so free,

In the moonlight, they call to me,

Dancing in silence, they rise and they fall,

Ghostly butterflies, answering the call.

Ethereal wings, glowing in the dark,

A haunting ballet, they leave a spark,

Through the mist, they drift and they spin,

A spectral rhythm, they pull me in.

Each movement a whisper, so soft and light,

Ghostly butterflies in the still of the night,

In their flight, I feel the unknown,

In their wings, I find my home.

Ghostly, ghostly, they flutter so free,

In the moonlight, they call to me,

Dancing in silence, they rise and they fall,

Ghostly butterflies, answering the call.

Do you feel it? The magic they bring,

Whispers of secrets on gossamer wings,

Dancing through shadows, they’re never seen,

Ghostly butterflies in the serene.

Ghostly, ghostly, they flutter so free,

In the moonlight, they call to me,

Dancing in silence, they rise and they fall,

Ghostly butterflies, answering the call.

As they vanish, the night fades away,

Ghostly butterflies, they’ll return someday,

In the moonlight, they’ll find their place,

Ghostly butterflies, leaving no trace.