The Great Escape

A Poem by Lesley Wood

But the social butterfly you are-You forever flutter to flower to flower.

You are the bright oasis in a dark lonely desert.
You are the playful butterfly kissing my cheek.
You excel at pulling my heart strings,
But the social butterfly you are-
You forever flutter to flower to flower;

Petals licked and devoured.
Anything serious teeter-totters.
Anything Real topples over.

You ARE a Great Escape.
One to ride and pass over;
A brief flash and thunder.
Oh, what a Scream you are!

I want to scream.