They
THEY
are
Colorful and enchanting and mesmerizing so
They capture that one moment and make it seem slow
Or maybe time just freezes and maybe that is true
Because for that one moment your heart stops beating, too–
THEY
are
Plentiful and bountiful and stubbornly playful so
They tickle you and make you cringe and make you think ‘oh no!’
For you don’t want to laugh or giggle well against your will
And you’d rather get this over with than have it remain still.
THEY
are
Mischievous and rebellious and they don’t care so
They start off as a few but then exponentially grow
The more you try to get away, the more persistent they become
Until eventually you and they are inevitably one.
THEY
are
Charming to look at, their beauty almost makes them glow
But that’s when you’re the audience and they are putting on the show
Yet when the actor and audience become one and the same
The rules get real complicated in this dynamically confusing game.
THEY
are
Normally known as butterflies
But not the ones in the skies
You like butterflies, oh yes you do–
But not when their wings beat inside of you!
Copyright © Aya Salah | Year Posted 2013
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