You were delivered in flowers,
bright bouquets of indifference,
and you floated like lillies,
through vines of resistance.
Your green stems left untrimmed,
and your heart in a bow,
you slowly unraveled,
with your petals on show.
But the daisies all wilted,
the ones I loved the best,
and I realized you’re empty,
dead butterflies in your chest.
May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012 at 2:25 PM UTC
You were delivered in flowers,
bright bouquets of indifference,
and you floated like lillies,
through vines of resistance.
Your green stems left untrimmed,
and your heart in a bow,
you slowly unraveled,
with your petals on show.
But the daisies all wilted,
the ones I loved the best,
and I realized you’re empty,
dead butterflies in your chest.
