Bonsai Butterfly
Annie P.

I have a desire to hold you down,
to pin you down
from the sky where you move with the wind.

Your wings would collapse into my palm
and I would know
that I hold your world.

I have a desire
to name you a name;
a name you know so well
a name you are not.

I have a desire
to see what it's like to be you;
free and above all.
I sit cross legged in the grass
and gaze into the sky
where you fly with the air and all the suns light.

You make the sky yours,
it's not your limit.
You command attention
with colors on your back.

You are brilliant.
You are pure.
You set out to conquer the world.
The wind is your companion,
as I wish I could be.