i can't sleep <br />upon this <br />Durban Deep, <br /> <br />my eyes are <br />butterflies <br />flying out the <br />window <br />from the house <br />of my heart <br /> <br />i am blind <br /> <br />outside the flowers <br />are captivating <br />two insomniac <br />butterflies <br /> <br />winking, the petals <br />signify <br />ultimately the breaking <br />of four wings <br /> <br />i am blinded by the <br />absence of <br />my portions <br /> <br />be the flower of my trust <br />seduce my butterflies <br />take them <br />in the sweetness of <br />your nectar <br /> <br />their proboscis <br />upon your bosom <br />in drunken ecstasy <br /> <br />it is only through this <br />that i will see <br />the light of morning again.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/insomniac-butterflies/
