Midnight Butterfly
She used to float free as a butterfly
now she’s earthbound
wing beats crashing
chaos without flight
hunger spoiling softness
Imagining nothing
as he takes aim
pain strikes quick as a serpent
penetrates and ripples outward
his dark body ribboning
over skin pale as moonlight
Secrets snake toward escape
she surrenders, wings unfolding
like petals opening to taste evening mist
a metamorphosis born on a prick
a love potion injected to enslave her
And he has wrought the chains that will bind him
~Nara
This post was written in response to the Carry On Tuesday Prompt. Go here to see what other contributed or to join the fun.
14 Comments
Nara Malone
I hadn't thought of that, but yes, given it came from a boxer it was a brutal prompt.
naramalone
Thanks for the feedback, Laurie. I worried I went to far with that stanza. Glad to know it worked.
Tilly Bud
Sexy and sensual from what is, by association, a brutal prompt. Very nicely done.
Becca Givens
well written dark pen!!
Jingle
amazing…
thanks for visiting my place.
upinthecosmos
Beautiful and I love the term butterfly brain that you left in a blog comment for me, awesome!
Laurie Kolp
A sensual, seductive piece… I especially like the second stanza.
Mike Patrick
Wow! Enough sensual symbolism to set the world on fire. You handle the subject with a light touch, yet do the prompt proud. I really like this. The last line twist makes it so much better.
naramalone
Thanks, Becca. I love the darkk.
naramalone
Thanks, Madeleine. Glad you enjoyed. 🙂
naramalone
Hey Jingle, it's great to be reading your work again.
naramalone
It's nice to meet someone who appreciates what it is to have a butterfly brain. 🙂
naramalone
Thanks for the feedback, Mike. It helps knowing what I did right.
Madeleine Begun Kane
Wow! Very powerful!