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






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