I need your arms
Like a cocoon
So I can emerge each morning
With colourful wings
Delicate, free
My weakness is my strength
When I spread about my brittle
structure and my softness
surrounds you
Be gentle with my wings for they
Are quietly weak and the silent
strength of loving is not enough
If you grasp me too roughly
Or hold me for too long
I might crunch beneath your
human bones
I am only small
Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 10:00 PM UTC
I need your arms
Like a cocoon
So I can emerge each morning
With colourful wings
Delicate, free
My weakness is my strength
When I spread about my brittle
structure and my softness
surrounds you
Be gentle with my wings for they
Are quietly weak and the silent
strength of loving is not enough
If you grasp me too roughly
Or hold me for too long
I might crunch beneath your
human bones
I am only small
