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Think of love like a butterfly landing on your hand, and its beautiful and fragile and alive and if you close your fingers around it, it dies...

okay to start with monogamy is not closing a fist on a butterfly….If the butter fly is love then the hands are the people loving and there are two hands involved not one, so two hands would hold the butterfly, and they can arrange themselves in a way that does not hurt the butterfly …  and being poly isn’t giving the butterfly room to breath … It’s nothing more than adding hands and butterflies. 

but if you keep your hand open and the butterfly lands, it lands...if it leaves, it left...the hands were just open for it

Butterfly grasping is an art and when you limit it to a black and white palette it stops being about choosing a butterfly you want on your hand and patiently waiting for it to land, then working with both hands to make the butterfly as comfortable as possible, always being sure to never clasp either hand tighter than the other, and becomes a matter of keeping your options open so its seem like a relationship is out of your control….and yes, it is kind of sad that I am stuck on your poor choice of metaphor and metaphor aside this is really about what I’m willing or not willing to give you…my point is that when push comes to shove my hands are clumsy and tremble and I only want one butterfly at a time… and more importantly your metaphor really fuckin sucked…aren’t you suppose to be a writer?