The Lepidopterist
The aging lepidopterist
Eternally the optimist
A lifetime spent in searching for
The rarest creature, nothing more
But one day soon without a doubt
He’s sure that he will seek her out
He’ll net this most elusive bug
And finding her, they’ll kiss and hug
Then looking deep within her eyes
His stomach fills with butterflies
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