it is like i am sick to my stomach
twenty-three six and you are
catching butterflies in my belly
putting them in a jar for your amusement
and you will release them
call me
and do it all again
will you ever get tired
you must be exhausted
my little fairy
delicate wings
untested skin
i think about you all day
every day
wondering if you will come out
i would like to see you
go see a movie
incredibles on blu ray
watch dogs in the park
eat food at restaurants
see a play at the central
kiss on rooftops
but you like catching butterflies
poking holes in jars
dancing where it is safe
but i know you want to come out
you do not need it
but i will protect you from the sun
and pick food that you will like
you might not think so
but you are worthy of love
this love
so come out
the butterflies will not go anywhere
they only come out for you
