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Midnight Butterfly

bound freedom

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

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