Spread your wings
Abstract neon colors
Thin, powerful
Take off and soar
Design of darkness
Swirls of the night
Move with grace
Take the last flight
Flip and flutter
Around in the air
Then drift to the ground
Wings cut and they tare
You're dying now
Flap one more time
Butterfly's last flight
And now you are mine
I enjoyed this poem, and it can be taken on many different levels beyond the life of just a singlular butterfly. It reminds me of the song Butterfly by Tapping the Vein
This is so sad it reminds me when i was in 6th grade we tagged Butterflies we raised them from Catapillers and watched them grow up, Some died and others lived. This poem just shows your unique style of writing
beautifulll