Oh Dragonfly!
Oh Dragonfly!
The one majestic
In vivid- class Insecta
With mighty translucent wings
Hovering high and low alike
No-fly can outmatch
Thy flight
Enticed to what's bright
And warmth alike
You too, no different to lowly flies
To circle thy doom at hand
Letting reason down the gutter
You too a slave, to thy senses-wild