you drift me into a cannon
of locoMotive breathes
screams of brakes strip away
my tracks
injecting steel blue eyes
into my vain
pinned against your skin
you claim my flight
I let go of my wings
naked you are the mirror
the image of me
no longer blind
I see myself
for the very first time

i am butterfly
my wings are unseen
my flight fear
of who i might be
this is the last stop
of who i wasn’t
when looking for me
was always hiding from myself




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