Butterflies

People are like butterflies;
When you finally catch one so radiant and enchanting you dont want to let it go
You want it to stay with you forever

If you clutch too tight you will break its wings so it will never fly again or worse; destroy it forever.
If you clutch too loosely it will fly away and you will pine for what fleetingly was and what could have been.
Hold it just right and it will stay in your palm forever;
Safe, content and imprisoned by love.