The butterfly and the moon

 The butterfly took to the night sky

The light of the moon way up high

She looked at the orb

And started to cry

The moon asked why 

The butterfly replied 

Your beauty I can only see 

Short while as is butterfly reality

The moon embraced her with a  sigh 

Dried her tears and said do not cry

Each moment together a life 

Sublime 

Measured in beauty 

Not by time