folded butterfly wings

its permanent, it is not meant o unfold

like your plasticity of a dosage,

a clear before and after,

a distinct wet to dry.

no, it will not unfold.

i am a forever in this way

but a never in your eyes

because sometimes a butterfly's wing

is broken

and she keeps

flying with a strength

filled

void. 

i am remembered

and all that matters is

that i read all her streams of

cherry blossom losses and

Billie Holiday on repeat. 

i apologize

to your silence and i am 

embarrassed

to lead these small lashes 

penetrated with baby pink,

boiled, dreams, 

full of

life.

i am collected with

warmer words

and closer

closed wombs.