“I morphed from a fly to a flower to a butterfly, which is like a combination flower and fly. I thought I was in love, but I was merely asleep.” – Jarod Kintz, Xazaqazax
.
these petal
-led days are fleeting.
we have grown
tired of all this velvet
skin, longing
to free ourselves
again to center.
you’ll find us
in quiet cocoons,
waiting for fuller
moons and the
intricacies of
wings.
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Ahhhh! ❤
Oh, my – sleep does feel like love sometimes, though I have not felt like that in awhile, unfortunately… but when you get some good sleep… yes….!
Tired of velvet skin – hard to imagine!
Beautiful!
So delicate in your delivery…perfect.
Wow…This is beautiful. I long for a cocoon of less pain. Thank you so much for taking part in the challenge.
Too much velvet can be suffucating, the clearness of the full moon cleaning out everything.
It can be a mistake not to take action at the appropriate time.Staying in the cocoon lulls one into inactivity! Very true De
Hank
in quiet cocoons,
waiting for fuller
moons and the
intricacies of
wings.
Beautiful lines ❤
Beautiful word smithing with this. Just a joy to read out loud.
Really beautiful. What an amazing image of the cyclic nature of relationships.
A sensual and strangely peaceful poem, and a graceful metaphor perfectly realized.
These are my favorites:
“skin longing to free ourselves”
“waiting for fuller moons and the intricacies”