Actias Luna
All my life,
all my life,
a search for light.
(Luna…
Luna…
Lunacy….)
You come to me at night.
You taught me how to talk
through symmetry & mirror.
You leave
kisses on my eyelids,
poison on my tongue.
A promise echoes in my bones.
And how I loved to believe it.
And how I spun the silk.
And how I ate each constellation.
And how I cannot stand the taste.
Sacrificed the sense,
so that the others heighten.
And how I do not wish to spiral,
any longer, toward the flame.
You become a distant memory
lining up for battle,
turning, turning to ballet.
(Metamorphosis…)
I break-
I break –
I break-
I arise.
All my life,
all my life,
the light,
within.
Image Source: Flickr
