Caterpillar
There was passion, oh there was Passion fruit seeds Tasted, licked, sucked dry Then kissed and placed in the soil to grow Passion grows so fast, so fast Little pointy leaves sprouting from the dirt Spreading its arms and wings over the fence Fancy green, bright under the sun Nature needs nurture Only three days without water And the leaves were humbled by abandonment The girl apologized and the gardener took over Close call, it was And the passion grew bigger, faster Afraid of losing itself “Maybe if there is more of me there will be more to love” Fear is a great fertilizer And so is manure Passion grew under the shit thrown over it’s roots “There will be more of it me to love“ Passion covered every inch and bit of the fence They could hardly see any “out” And said it was a nice shade from the light But they missed the sunny sky… There is too much of me now But I grew so big only so I could fit their love In my embrace, so big So they could see me too And there came the butte