by Helen R. Little
I give every opportunity to
Love me
But don’t blink an eye
I’m a butterfly
And will be soon
To pass by
On a breeze
To more colorful flowers
And stronger trees
I give every possibility to
Endear me
But take time to satisfy
I’m a butterfly
And flight calls me
So I justify
My movement
Fluttering wherever fancy invites me
I give every occasion to
Engage me
And hope that you try
I’m a butterfly
Who is resting
While I verify
If this nectar is
As unfeigned as it is sweet
I give every authorization to
Possess me
But you testify
I’m a butterfly
And sequestering me
Would only amplify
Why it is that
I’m a butterfly to begin with
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