Sapphires disband
from the sky's melting pot, crafting
homes for a million bees.
I spring forth and then,
take to dying and living
in raindrops up to the knees.
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PERCHED PARCHED BUTTERFLY
PoetryYour voice is the paint I take to the sky, splattering it all over, so they can all know you're nigh.
Blue Flax
Sapphires disband
from the sky's melting pot, crafting
homes for a million bees.
I spring forth and then,
take to dying and living
in raindrops up to the knees.
