Huddled into a warm flesh cocoon
You quietly said
I want to fly now.
I looked down at you, little caterpillar
Safe in my arms
Nestling my nose into your hair
I can’t let you go
I want to fly now, you said.
Changing eyes
You’re lost, little caterpillar
You want to be beautiful?
You already are to me
Metamorphosis
You don’t need these split brown arms,
Peeling skin tears into a smile
You are my little caterpillar
Fly free.
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