Butterfly
Her colors cosmic in motion
Sweeping to the sun
Hovering
Nectar laced tongue
Her cocoon a dose of midnight
She must break clean
Moth
Muted design in camouflage
Under cover of night
Waiting
Clinging to silent trees
Her cocoon a window to morning
She breaks not on the seam
E.A. O'Connell
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