Insomniac Butterflies...

i can't sleep
upon this
Durban Deep,

my eyes are
butterflies
flying out the
window
from the house
of my heart

i am blind

outside the flowers
are captivating
two insomniac
butterflies

winking, the petals
signify
ultimately the breaking
of four wings

i am blinded by the
absence of
my portions

be the flower of my trust
seduce my butterflies
take them
in the sweetness of
your nectar

their proboscis
upon your bosom
in drunken ecstasy

it is only through this
that i will see
the light of morning again.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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