Saturday, 27 April 2019

......night butterfly...

The hands resting on me
Grew in weight
The soft snore grew rythmic
Against the flood of night
Filled with cicadas and glowworms.
Its my world now..
Waken with the thoughts of nothing
I free enough to dance to my thoughts
Shed my masks
One by one
The barren me shout out and dance
Naked ..
I have burst from my cocoon once more
To live my life of the night butterfly
Lemme swirl and sway
Before the first rays of the wicked sun
Casts its spell upon my beautiful wings..
Swivel it up and wither them out.
To bring back those heavy layers of
Feminity  scales unto me.

Lazin...Midnight26/5/18

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