Love's figure dances gracefully, a ballerina on her tiny feet
Lies twisted in neat, perfect knots, binding bouquets of forget-me-nots
A first love is seeing a precious monarch butterfly for the first time
Like Rapunzel finally being able to leave her dwelling and take a lovely evening stroll along nature's beauty
Loves at first sight - they move in a way words cannot explain
Beautiful liars, I mean, some butterflies are poisonous and so is love
The colorful pattern of Queen Monarch's wings will wrap the lover around her evil, conniving, and heartless soul
Then the victim will be set free, raging with jealousy and wondering where time will go
Physical attraction will not only involve action
You'll be a puppet tied to love's strings
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Twisted
PoesieThis is just an emotional outlet for me. P.S. I think I might be bipolar. It is completed until I feel like writing another poem, which I might tomorrow. Please, don't steal any of my work. Thank you **Images are taken from the internet. I do not o...
