Bright Butterfly
IBut if (not when) someone leavesA bright butterfly in my throat,How do I breathe –How do I speak But when, not if, my lips acheOf honey-drunk kisses,I fall, fall –Fast asleep IICaught within a blanket of blush;Cradled by your absence I fall,Fall –Fast asleep While a bright butterfly singsOf a spring sweeter than honey,In my dreams –Falling















