The Ruby Butter Fly
By: Bishop

This is a cool poem by Bishop, it could be useful to you, depending the situation.

The Ruby Butterfly

Below the bluest sky with its wisp of cotton white clouds,
lay a massive FIELD of lush green.
Beyond the field stand many trees,
which interlock like nature in dance.
Through the trees you can hear a waterfall,
which sounds like angels laughing joyfully.
At the foot of the waterfall, next to the rocks,
is a colorful...
single...
flower.
Upon that flower sits a butterfly.
A beautiful...
magical...
butterfly.
To most everyone she is a sight to behold,
but she must be handled carefully.
Because beyond her obvious beauty,
lay a secret that very few have ever known,
and fewer still have ever seen.
To unlock this secret, one must touch her in just the right way.
A gentle...caring...caress, down her back,
will release a sprinkle of golden dust from her fluttering wings.
This golden dust will form a glowing globe,
with only you and she inside.
This is where....magic happens.
Touch her wings...just...like...this,
and watch them turn a beautiful ruby red.
A caress here...a stroke there...just right.
Her wings will flutter faster with each perfect touch.
Faster...and faster....and faster.
A warmth will begin to grow,
both in her...and in you.
A warmth of satisfaction...of something...wonderful.
Her ruby wings will flutter so fast,
that they actually...start...glowing.
Glowing brighter...and brighter...and even brighter.
Soon all that you are...all that she is...
is bathed in this flood of pure enjoyment.
Nothing else can describe it...
because the words have not been discovered yet.
The very peak of absolute pleasure is reached...
then you are sent flying beyond even that.
You hear the echo of a single word, uttered by the butterfly.
One word that causes this voice inside you to respond...to release.
One word that makes everything safe...everything allowed.
Shhh...listen....can you hear it?
The word.Permission.

Make sure to send this in an e-mail first, unless you are using it as part
of your SARGE during a later coffee meeting with a babe. MAKE SURE YOU HAVE
ALREADY ESTABLISHED SHE IS A HIGHLY IMAGINATIVE PERSON BEFORE YOU SEND
THIS!!! This is NOT a "send it to them all" story, it is designed to appeal
to those babes with highly visual imaginations, much like my "Warm Fuzzy"
story. When she has finished reading it, and asks you for the secret word,
have her call you, or you call her, and have her read you the story. Then,
once she's done, say, "The secret word is...Permission. Permission to step
outside the confines of your day...step outside of what you know, and into
something...wonderful...and amazing...and fulfilling. Allow yourself this
pleasure...this luxury...you deserve it...so just go for it." If you happen
to have her sitting there with you, end with, "Can you FEEL THAT (ANCHOR
her wrist) to something worth indulging in?"