Like the kiss
Of a butterfly's wings against my lips is
This moment
I can't look around
I have spent too long watching the fake people
To gaze upon reality
Perhaps I can't change it
Perhaps I am just rewinding, notes of the past,
Trepidacious memories
But the warmth, so simplistic
The butterflies hatch from their cocoon inside of me
Oh, they are so red and blue
The butterfly dream
So soft and frail, inexplainable, forgotten words
I am lost once again
Why does the butterfly prince
Seek out this princess, despite her greatest faults
Her fluttering courage
Everything in her is insufficient
With everything tallied, she cannot compare
To you, precious one
Butterfly wings, open and close
The sunlight, the velvet, the dark colors, filled with life
Can I stay here forever?
-Argentia Krystofel
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