You cannnot keep a butterfly alive inside a jar,

or break its flight or ever touch its wing.

If you love it, let it be to flitter near and far;

its beauty and its flight,

like passions of the night,

will free your mind and teach your heart to sing.

I can't blossom, or be awesome, if I'm tied and bound.

I simply want to be the best of me.

If you love me, let me wear my freedom as a gown;

a dress that's sheer and swirls,

adorned with trusting pearls,

a message of pure love and unity.