I trapped a cocoon in a jar.
I pretended not to know
that what would hatch
would one day roam.
With wings extended it raced
with the rhythm of an anxious heart,
It flew in search of something new.
It found a garden flower,
and danced on every petal.
Faithless creature of infidelity
It sought the nectar of another.
The thirst was not content,
It moved on and sought another.
Once the thirst for new was done—
Its home to nestle in my arms.
Remorseless little creature,
How long will I succumb to charms?