Butterfly Wish

Vulnerable, soft and fragile
Delicate to the touch
Dodging, ducking, evading
Every attempt to clutch

Indian lore has told me
A butterfly can grant a wish
But first it must be captured
And my desire whispered to it

For the whisper to be granted
The butterfly must be set free
A difficult choice I ponder
Will my butterfly come back me?

by Jack Prost

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Comments (3)

I don't know about inecent, but I did catch that double intent in the last line. A very good poem having all the requisites of enjoyment. Read mine - Frustrated Plans - Adeline
Curious and hopeful. It was a great read. =]
I love this poem nice and inecent.