Butterfly Collector

Inspired by The Jam
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pf8yjkBLAOY

I am like a butterfly collector,
I look back on beauty,
Such vibrant colours
and graceful movements-

But unlike a true collector
I would not dream
of pinning you down.
Trapping your soul in a little glass case.

Because to me
there is nothing worse than being tied down,
Frozen into submission,
Immobilized,
Unable to cry.

No, I prefer my memories...

Picturing you flying around,
Fluttering to the ground,
tasting the nectar from all those beautiful flowers.



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