once liked

butterflies, because

you did. I was enchanted,

because I knew I couldn't hold

you. One day you would fly away

and say "Hold me like you love me".

I did. Fuck, at least I tried.

I knew at once, when you left, that

I too was denied by gravity. Even

though on Earth our time was never

right, in spirit you always dragged

me onward. Through blood and

fire. I emerged, with tears in my eyes

and skin on my teeth. Changed,

hardened by the light of night.

Blinded by forgotten destiny.

I can't trust my dreams,

because they lead

me to your gaze.

Icey blue wings

that pierce my

heart. I have

long known

those eyes.

But not


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