As tiger or butterfly may,
a little person caught my eye.
Pretty, gentle, yet wily brute...
Within me thoughts of them reside.
A little person caught my eye,
soon captured thoughts within my brain.
It took a lot to hold me back,
even doing that was insane...
Pretty, gentle, yet wily brute,
it was more than I felt I could bear...
Trapped in my thoughts and feelings,
it took my all just not to stare.
Within me, thoughts of them reside -
pulsing within. I never was sure...
the feelings - truth or hidden lies??
But now I don't care anymore.




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