Butterfly Complex
Butterfly complex;
Evasive colors display
the wings of a ghost;
Thought you pulled a song
from behind tightly closed eyes,
a warm melody;
Your humming engine
the sound doesn’t hit the ground,
gusting as you glide;
Fleeting you touch down
kiss a parade of flowers,
awakening them;
Pollinate yearning then dash,
flying high on reverie.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2022
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