The recreation of time
Coming out of my wings of blue
From the night
Of all
Sides of my inked tattoo
Blood, sweat, and tears
Like a full moon
Where my name was spelled incorrectly
Because it was butterfly spelled backwards
Just like the time of my roses and the tattoo.
YOU ARE READING
And you? : My Lavender Blue
PoetryMy lavender blue How sweet of you to stay By me in my dreams As the flower of you Lifts every heart within reach of me.
