Elusive Butterfly

Funny how things
change in a
flutter of an eyelash.
Light heart
washed over by
blue grey mist,
blinding me to my
joy and laughter.

Incredible how life
whips around like
a barrel of a revolver
Spinnnnn spin
Spinning.

I spin –
Hey!
do you know
this sort of
wheeling and
dealing of the heart?

Love is so fragile.
Would that it were
not a butterfly
trapped in room
to simply settle
and become an
ornament of beauty
on the marble mantlepiece.

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