#papillon
A butterfly passes by,
Intriguing,
Fascinating,
Cute little wings,
Shiny colours,
Glittering ojitos,
So charming to pursue,
Follow through the flora.
It flew to wonders,
Fast as the wind,
A delightful view!
Though bittersweet,
Witnessing forewings
Graciously run away,
Carrying a light,
Sweet and appeasing
To a corazón rotito.
A precious laugh,
Echoing from the heights
Of stormy mountains,
Convincing a soul,
To dare and walk,
Paths of delusions,
Just for the hope to,
Perhaps,
Maybe,
If stars aligned,
Catch a slight glimpse,
Of sonrisas hermosas,
Blinding radiant skies.
I walked snowy paths,
Where clouds settled,
Peacefully,
Radiating reason.
Body turned to ice,
Mind became numb,
Racing thoughts froze,
The sweet collapse
Of a tired dreamer,
Whose corazoncito
Still wished for a day,
Carved in foggy futures,
And foolish hopes,
Where the skies could
Feel blissful and shiny,
Over thorny
Gardens.
Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 4:30 PM UTC
sometimes things that are so amazing, so wonderful…
can confuse me.
the emotions fog up the window
(my brain is clouded with thoughts)
when the fog clears, there are beautiful
blue butterflies flying around
(um...how’d they get there.).
that’s what confuses me.
could those be the same butterflies
from my stomach that
makes me nervous around you.
or are they a pigment of my imaginations,
feelings that aren’t true and made up.
(a soft warning of pain to come)
(an assurance of how beautiful i really am)
(a demon ready to devour me)
what is it.
i name this little blue—
confusion.
she’s beautiful but quiet.
maybe i need her company.
eventually the truth will hit her
instead of hitting the window
(my brain is a pane of glass).
you can leave this dungeon, papillon.
fly! fly away with your gratefulness!
be free!
(my imagination runs wild
like these butterflies)
freedom awaits.
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 1:23 AM UTC