Butterfly

A flutter of a butterfly's wing,
Is a simple maneuver
And yet takes all it's strength
To dance up and take flight..

^This is such an interesting way to look at it, I've never really thought much about butterflies and how magnificent they are. I like the way this is worded, "to dance up and take flight", I think that's cool.

A controlled journey
Of an angelic, skilful
Butterfly, seems a long
Painful drift along the turquoise sky.

^Skillful is misspelled in this stanza, thought to point it out (: I like the adjectives you use here.

How I yearn to be a
Crimson butterfly highlighted
With gold, and be adored
For all I am worth.

I want to flit about,
Without a care in the
World holding me down
And feel the wind beneath my wings.

^I feel you here. Although it brings me to think about reality and how we desire to be something we are not, whether it's for adoration, popularity or just to be someone who is not ourselves because we think that it would be better to be someone else. But keep in mind that you are beautiful exactly the way you are and no matter what people say, the uniqueness to your personality is a gift as is the way you appear (:

A flutter of a butterfly's wing,
Is a simple maneuver
And yet takes all it's strength
To dance up and take flight..

^It ties in so well to repeat it here, to remind us of this amazing creature.

I admire you dear, butterfly.
Cherish your freedom!

^This was a very beautiful nature poem. I really like the style as well as your use of punctuation. (: