Butterfly Frustration
Flickers of velvet emerge
from canopy petals. Pollen spat through
the air, shimmering metal descends the stem.
Like sunlight scorching dust
eaten by the wind. The duplicate wings
blue veins with orange thread.
Cascading with firework effect
then landing as porcelain on red brick.
You cup your hands, restrain the fragile
beauty. lift her from the textured stone.
With careful precision, place her on a flaming
rose. Divide your fingers and the fierce sun
highlights a bonfire of dust that rolls
between the gaps.
An artery snaps as emotion roars,
Frustration fills the heart.
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