Butterfly Shadow

Rain sprinkle on my eyelids Flutter like a butterfly close lashes to the tip of rain ducts clench fists into a cocoon if only my fingers can form wings and my thumbs embody a butterfly to the shadow of the overcast moon. Night is where my hands are puppets to the strings of emotions crawling… Continue reading Butterfly Shadow

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Cherry Blossom (Dedicated to V.)

Fall into pink petals blooming red-ripe cherries bursting scarlet juice from the Japanese Garden. Paper stars line a pathway to cherry blossom trees and a friend with blushed cheeks picking cherries from the branches of dangling hopes tied in a knot of pink petals falling in mid-air and dropping like paper stars shooting across the… Continue reading Cherry Blossom (Dedicated to V.)