Love, Not Like A Butterfly - A Poem

Over the dinner table
My elder brother rolled his tongue
And said, look, love is like a butterfly
That keeps flying elusively
Until it perches on you
When you least expect it.

Since I was too young
To talk about love
I held my peace.
But if my brother was right,
Why hasn't Angelina come to me by now?

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