PERCHED PARCHED BUTTERFLY

Softness

I met the dream on a plane one night.

I looked out and saw many a city light

and found in them their honeyed afterglow.

There I found your eyes.

I landed in a new world, too.

The sky stuffed itself with birds, black and blue.

I could trace my fingertips along its satin.

There I learned your hair.

I found a home in billboard signs.

They gave me neon fits for my colorless eyes.

I reached out and touched my brain with their colors,

there I became what you bled for me.

When I went to bed that evening,

the leaves kept going out and leaving.

I realized I couldn't just live without you like that.

Pull yourself together for me and haunt this place.