Float like a butterfly,
And sting like a bee.
Open the doors-
Kiss me on the cheek,
And you will soon be free.
Interrupt a conversation between bears,
And risk your life-
For some pollen.
So supple.
That is.
Have you not noticed yet?
The boy is trying to trap you-
Within a jar.
On your own accord-
You won’t get far.
Yet,
You’ve made it.
The oceanside.
A thousand miles-
From the nearest net.
No longer hindered-
By your past,
And released from the hiding.
As you gaze upon the waters-
You sight a friend.
One with a ridiculous wish.
One who hopes to sprint upon the land.
This.
Is one ridiculous fish.
“What a moron”
You think.
He will never be this fast.
As you leave on a dime,
And zip across the sand.