QuiCK

He comes

he goes

and nobody knows

the heartfelt woes

he does impose.

He has my heart

we will not part

a sudden kiss

and off he darts.

I catch him now

I hold him tight

He is my own

throughout the night.

I let him go

I set him free

My butterfly

On autumn breeze.

He'll be right back

and that's a fact

I love my babe

My love attack.

(Picture: Jose Manuel)