Love is like a Butterfly
Love starts out as a caterpillar creeping up on you
You feel warm as if you are in a cocoon
Love starts to blossom into a beautiful winged creature
letting you soar to new heights
Love’s gossamer wings takes you places you have
never seen or experienced
Then Love flies away to find a new flower
Can you keep love without
clipping its wings?
Once its gossamer wings are clipped
will it ever be the same?
Poem from Here to Eternity
