Apollo’s Telegram
Apollo’s telegram
A butterfly world, engulfed in folded wings like a mother’s embrace, hot hushed breath under a quickening flutter, look up at nature’s tapestry, woven wonder, light footsteps for if to fidget they’d fly free forever, until they hit the sun who would strike them back down to earth, Apollo’s telegram, charred paper floating down from a fire.
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I really enjoy this read Daisy. It is so lively and colorful just as you put it.
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