15 May, 2008

a piece of thought


thoughts aren’t your pets ever
taught to come by at willpower
they are butterflies wild rather
that may arrive for your nectar


thoughts are creatures feral and free
which rest low on leaves of grass gaily
or feel home high on the loftiest tree

though some may seem meek and docile
none can be owned by any known mortal

hunters submit to seduction of all ages
to enslave them through high education

gardeners who with cohabitation suffice
send out their love with floral invitation

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