Trampled Butterfly
You danced around the corolla
trampling universes vertiginously
like a butterfly perched on a flower,
a cold dew undulating in its sleep
Colours spilled from your back
sprawled from the weariness
soused in your saccharine sweat
the treacle of your quiescence
pervasively enticing, pirouetting
upon the dread of my stoic yearning
You sleep with heavy breaths
your body rising and falling
the cadence of your sighs
masquerading your half-open eyes
Your lovely bones shifting lambently
underneath the crimson flesh
beckoning a subtle invitation
to eviscerate in purged lust
I watched you, gazed at your infinity
your peace and risqué symmetry,
your gentle iridescence undiscovered
from your inundating inertness
I waited for you to shatter
the shrouding of your chrysalis
and as you lift your eyelids
your yawn will fill the crevasses
of my derided reality and
vividly deluded saturnalias
poem by Norman Santos
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