A lovely poem with some outstanding alliteration, Michael.
Butterflies themselves don't last long, do they? But I suppose this could also be related back to love itself. If that is the case, this is a subtly rather sad piece...
Firstly Mr d where are.you lol just kidding... This is shamazeballs and as the title states it's short and sweet but to me there seems to be a sad aura about it because butterflies don't last long until they turn to dust just as much as love not lasting long for some people before it turns to dust and for me well everything turns to dust unfortunately though I would much rather be the women who turns things into skittles because skittles are better than dust lol
The title seemed to be very telling of the author's personality, though I was relieved to see that it was not deceiving. I get the feeling other site members were also amused by this after getting to the piece. Stylistically this write seemed bare, but still managed to make simplicity something stunning. Though the ending felt like an odd rehashing of a common term it worked extremely well here. Butterflies have a lot of variety in symbolism, and this piece did not disappoint - it allowed for many of those meanings to fit within the work, which is a valuable skill for poets to have.