Resting butterfly

A butterfly sat on a table across from me
I stared at it; it back at me
for a moment, we sat still; just staring.
I stared at it so intently that
I felt like I could feel shivers in its wings.
then it flew; and what I could describe as levity,
I felt. As the world whirled and bobbed,
I could find joy in my heart.
then it flew and flew, far enough
where my mere physical sight could not reach
and when I knew it was gone
I made a song
to commemorate our encounter.

9.22.2022

Butterfly

thank you for stopping by
your scent has been wonderful
I even dreamed the past days of passion
where I thought I was truly alive
or perhaps it was the only time I was truly alive
hahahahaha
what does it matter?
I live my own life.
if you come, come.
if you want to go, go.
I will live my life at my own measure of best effort
I will push my own boundaries of limits
and keep striving to become better than yesterday
I will pay the cost, I will live my life.
good luck.

9.16.2022