i cage you sweet butterfly

[oldfuckrunamok]

[I cage you sweet butterfly]
in bars of admiration
O creature of my intoxication!
upon your wings flaps my imagination
fill the space
of steel
with grace.
your lack of
weight,
fictitious bones
flutter beyond my embrace
anttenaes entrenched in the senses
are you the notes of my melody?
or the lure of entropy?
i cage you sweet butterfly
behold the glory of your sight
delicate frailty and palpable might
yet i forget the beauty
is not in your wings,
but your flight.