Like a Butterfly
Like a butterfly caught up in a hurricane
My love red seeps from black vein
Where is the magic wand to change
The devil's dead ditty
Back to my pretty swan song
Alone in my blue bed alone in my black head
Loosened by despairing chains
I hunger for love's food
But where are you lover
At work of course
But I don't care to share
You have spoiled me
Given me wings and cause to dream
Only leaving me to punch pink pillow
While you punch the clock
Leaving me to pen poetry in pursuit of pain
Blooming like a venus fly trapper
When lover so dapper
Returns offering his vein
Like a butterfly with brown eyes
Caught up in a hurricane.
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