A White, White Butterfly

I dreamt of a butterfly once

with white wings

and a cheshire smile

It beckoned me

with slow flaps

I could have saw each flutter

It laid atop my shoulder

with knowing eyes

a forlorn smile

and she said to me

You wish to be free

like I wish to live

Oh my sovereign days

have a limit

yet you are immense

I know not why

you wish to be free