If you were the size of a bug

a beetle, a spider, maybe even a slug

well, id hold you so very gently

cupped in my hand, so small so softly

id put you in my shirts front pocket

take you out for grocery shopping

everyone would think that I’m quite strange

talking to my shirt so sweetly

but:

if you were, indeed, a bug

I would love you still so much

in any shape or form or creature

my love for you is always growing, always loving

bugs fly, they dance, they walk and sing

they can do so many human things

but I wonder to myself

if any if all those bugs

could love each other quite as much as us